The Walk of the Afghan Commanders

Once I sat in scorn and scoff

And watched two grown men

Hand in hand walk

Clasping at each other's wrists

Then entangling fingers

Like lovers at tryst

I couldn't deny, I then felt contempt

At a gesture meant for women

Which men are exempt

But these old Afghan warriors knew

What the young warrior did not

That when we are that brave together

We tie a knot

Its a bond that's so deep

It's known only by the few

And I'm proud to have brothers

As brave as you

So let the others scorn and scoff

As you take my hand

And on the battlefield we walk

We'll talk about what us warriors do

Closing with, destroying the enemy

And probably some logistics too

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