I was the winner of this land.
No sleep, no rest—
every moment I did my best!
Bring my coffin to my house.
Rest my gun on my chest.
I have gone to my grave.
Look! All my brothers come to my funeral.
Your son is brave.
I am proud of my wreath.
Dear Mother: Don’t wait anymore.
I fulfilled my promise, served.
Father, don’t worry about my future.
I sacrificed myself to my country.
Your son is a star.
Shoulder to shoulder—
Tajik, Pashtun, Uzbek, Hazara
came together. We helped one another,
defended our land.
We forbid the Taliban—this enemy
of ours. Now, we wear
the crowns of heroes!
Photo: Staff Sgt. Ezekiel Kitandwe