Then we brought the lances down, then the trumpets blew,
When we went to Kandahar, ridin' two an' two.
Ridin', ridin', ridin' two an' two!
Ta-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-a!
All the way to Kandahar,
Ridin' two an' two.
This poem by Rudyard Kipling, highlights a Kandahar City that everyone is excited to arrive and enjoy themselves, maybe...or is it a poem about Soldiers ridin in two by two?? What do you think? Please comment..
On Saturday my battle buddy and I rode around Kandahar Airfield inside the Fence, leaving out of the gate made no sense.
It was two of us and we wanted it to stay that way, Kandahar today is no place to play, but maybe one day. Yesterday, no trumpets blew, lucky for us meaning no rockets flew.
Another day in Kandahar City!
Good night, should I take up poetry??
2 comments:
So I see you are also a poet...lol.
You know I have a soft spot for the Arts. Poetry is timeless and at the time it was written it described two were on their way to an exciting city. Nowadays it describes the way our brave men and women enter this same city. It is a poem about both....
Definitely stay inside the gate, wise choice nephew!
Poetry...another one of your many talents, I see...LOL:-). The many inferences that can be drawn from one poem has always been intriguing to me. Amazing the way that the poems of years past are as relevant today as they were then. Well, thank God no trumpets blew and no rockets flew.--Love, Nina
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