| 1 | Through arcing bluffs the mujahideen went |
| 2 | Every last shell and bullet spent |
| 3 | But now with clear sky, and all sound absent |
| 4 | It was finally time for the fighers' ascent |
| 5 | To the eastern capital they were sent |
| 6 | But on the hillside, in a small tent |
| 7 | As dusk falls, the chukar silent |
| 8 | They gather round, and with great pleasure, celebrate their coming ennoblement |
| 9 | After the long night, now evanescent |
| 10 | The charsi gather under the moon's crescent |
| 11 | And take light to their papers of hashish filament |
| 12 | While ruminating on the end of a life so turbulent |
| 13 | One sighs with relief, glad to be a free agent |
| 14 | Another laughs, he's all ready for the next engagement |
| 15 | But as the smoke's effects became only more potent |
| 16 | He began to wonder if he would ever see redeployment |
| 17 | Crowds cheer as their hummer navigates the pavement |
| 18 | Dodging not one but many a large dent |
| 19 | Up ahead, see, past all the tenements |
| 20 | That's our destination, the red palace on the enbankment |
| 21 | Through ancient halls with domed ceilings near-opalescent |
| 22 | Where storied trinkets hang made of gold and other things decadent |
| 23 | They again began to feel adolescent |
| 24 | As a fear grew of something dreadful and imminent |
| 25 | They opened the great doors and crossed the gradient |
| 26 | Into a cavernous hall with a stormy firmament |
| 27 | And with them, a great many a dissident |
| 28 | All joined in prostration with their knees bent |
| 29 | And on his throne of dead regiments |
| 30 | There sits that great god irreverent |
| 31 | And with a thundrous thumping of his staff, he issues his only commandment, |
| 32 | Uneven and combined development! |