"When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,
And the women come out to cut up what remains,
Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier...
So-oldier of the Queen!"
- from 'The Young British Soldier' by Rudyard Kipling
An elite "lure" to trap Taliban fighters into being shot
Always seeming to be the only one being shot at
Tired, stressed and also grieving home and away
An invisible bullet or landmine away
From being dead: scalped: beheaded
Frustrated facing long periods of inertia
Temperatures of up to 50C - another thing making it hard to sleep
Interrupted by the terrifying violence of the heat of battle
Then relentless fear
And apart from the lads
God-forsaken so Allah's mercy can't overcome his wrath
A soldier's not an automaton - do you understand?
In the most dangerous square mile in Afghanistan
Strange foreign chopped fruit in the branches of trees
Legs are almost always booby-trapped
The night terrors go on