Woman In A War

I was working up in Kabul In the last years of the war Khasi had decide he didn’t love us any more The town was full of checkpoints and Security companies And everyone with money had an exit strategy She came in in December to work the state She was on a second posting across form Kuwait I met her at a briefing down at I SEF H Q Some Colonel was pretending that he knew what to do There’s nothing quite as sexy as a woman in a war A delicate reminder of what we’re fighting for She said the word ‘kenetic’ like she’d seen it for real She was her daddies daughter with her daddies ideals But she said: “ Pay no heed to what they say Notice only what they do…...” There’s nothing quite as horny as a woman in a war The sugared instant coffee the adrenalin and more There’s nothing like the hunger for some softness in the night When you wake up every morning with a war to fight Still she’d say: Refrain A couple of months later in a dutton covered bar We’d been on a trip together with the General in Mazah We got talking about the problems of the ANSF It was getting late and the others all had left I came a little closer two of us were left We could die tomorrow tonight ..I need you for my bed Back in my hooch I got a bottle of Jack My dick was claiming victory like Bush in Iraq And she said: “I’ve enjoyed our conversation and your offer is bold Your loquacious admiration of the problems you can’t solve But these are not your problems this is not your war You only really come here because you were bored “So go back to your family and your ordinary lives Your ordinary children and your ordinary wife I’m not your mother your virgin or whore Simply a survivor of a woman in a war” I was workin up in Kabul in the last year of the war