“When you are wounded and dying on Afghanistan’s plains
and the women come out to cut up what remains
Just roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
and go to your Gawd like a soldier.”
That is the best I can do on memory. Apologies to Rudyard if I made a mistake.
“and the women come out to cut up what remains”
My gosh. Gee wiz. That’s not very noble or admirable. Perhaps BurningOak could write a scathing reprimand./s
/johnny