The Young British (and American Soldier) on Afghanistan's Plains

When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,

And the women come out to cut up what remains,

Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains,

An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.

Go, go, go like a soldier,

Go, go, go like a soldier,

Go, go, go like a soldier,

Soldier ~ of ~ the Queen!

A poem by Rudyard Kipling,

to guide us in our current foreign policy.