The
Taliban eagle flies
Pick
its prey
Flapping
wings in the sky
The
eyes of clear power
The
small birds will hide
In
the camouflage of leaves
The
Taliban eagle with its vision eyes
Once
it sees the missile dives
The
high speed fall
The
singing wind in its feathers
Diving
towards its prey
Once
the Taliban eagle sees
Now
the Taliban eagle
He
thinks he can take it all
Spewing
his make up reasons
The
truth he wants the cake
The
1,001 Arabian Nights
The
Taliban eagle will never forget
He
will try to tell his long tales
Flapping
his hands pointing to his cake
The
hunters wait
With
pens and papers to write
The
story of the fallen
It
has to happen in time
The
Taliban eagle flies
The
bullets sing
It
nosedives rapidly
Kissing
its world goodbye
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