Afghanistan

On my way to a land
Seems though, nothing more than sand,
At a closer look, just take a glance,
One can see out here, there's a different kind of life and dance,
Not one that's dreadful or sad to push forth a tear
Rather capture's a different feel, pushing inward a wayward gear
Life as it was, so long ago
Many ages can ner behold
The beauty and glory of a way so simple and light
Now to us seems shameful with a dark and lonly fight