Trauma: Afghanistan

THUNDER TOC, PREPARE TO COPY NINE-LINE, OVER! Go ahead Charlie Tree-Six, over. LINE ONE: PREPARE TO COPY GRID COORDINATES, BREAK! FLOWER TWO SIERRA X-RAY DELTA FLOWER SIX.... BREAK! [Verse One] Too many lost, Too many fought, Years poured in— To shape a thought. A hollow image, Built on deceit, Minds bent, Under Western conceit. [Verse Two] Steel-winged bird! Landing on a frantic airstrip! Mountains thunder— Taliban charge! Desperate cries, Clinging to hope! Sand stained red, Life fades away. THUNDER-TOC! THIS IS... BREAK! PREPARE TO COPY... HOW COPY, OVER? Br- Br- Br- Br- Break! [Chorus] No real solution—just running away! Broken promises, A nation betrayed. Fear laid bare, A coward's retreat! Left behind— With western conceit! [Verse Three] Gunfire echoes, Sharp and biting! Men on the ground pray, Women and children cry. Disconnected leaders, Out of touch! Orders shouted, From safe, distant rooms. [Chorus x 2] No real solution—just running away! A terrible answer, To an old decay. A nation crumbling, Hope destroyed! Scars from broken promises— Left behind! [Chorus] Branded by failure, forever shamed! Broken wings, Bearing all the blame! No heroes left, Only retreat! Brothers abandoned, In the darkness of night!