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who was the first to fall in the Castle of Death - Qalai Janghi Prison Fort outside Mazar-e-Sharif.

Bow to the first to fall in this new war
With so elusive, sinister a foe.
War,- as we never had to fight before-
The lead ship had been struck upon its prow.

Mike bravely fought with big heroic heart
To smash Al Qaeda's rat and vipers nest;
And foil nefarious designs and thwart
Iniquity, and free the much oppressed.

Intelligence to cull Mike was assigned
To Qalai Janghi's ancient prison fort.
Yet his brave purpose soon was undermined
By treacherous a prisoner cohort.

Dissembling to be vanquished detainees,
The terror master minds feigned to lie low;
Then turned around and showed their dragons teeth
And struck the guards and Mike the deadly blow.

Hair-raising blood bath - brute savagery
Took place within the ancient Afghan Fort,
Rebellion, slaughter and foul treachery
Among the barbarous infernal horde.

Too late came air strikes and the big tanks rolled
To save John Michael from the brutal slugs
Dealt unto him in treasonous revolt
In Allah's name by brutalizing thugs.

Or Satan's name, whose power held full sway
Within the prison and its dungeons dark;
He gloated at the corpses swift decay
And left on Mazar-e-Sharif his mark

To die a hero was John Michael's lot -
Who loved his country, fellowmen and kin,
And like Nat Chapman -hero patriot
With bright and smiling eyes and boyish grin.

Memorials - too many did we see!
Brave Green Berets fell and their loved ones cry
But love does bloom a perpetuity
It is eternal and it cannot die!




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Qalai Janghi - Castle of Death

Contributed by Elizabeth_Dandy on Thursday, 31st July 2003 @ 06:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



In Memory of CIA Agent J. Michael Strann
who was the first to fall in the Castle of Death - Qalai Janghi Prison Fort outside Mazar-e-Sharif.

Bow to the first to fall in this new war
With so elusive, sinister a foe.
War,- as we never had to fight before-
The lead ship had been struck upon its prow.

Mike bravely fought with big heroic heart
To smash Al Qaeda's rat and vipers nest;
And foil nefarious designs and thwart
Iniquity, and free the much oppressed.

Intelligence to cull Mike was assigned
To Qalai Janghi's ancient prison fort.
Yet his brave purpose soon was undermined
By treacherous a prisoner cohort.

Dissembling to be vanquished detainees,
The terror master minds feigned to lie low;
Then turned around and showed their dragons teeth
And struck the guards and Mike the deadly blow.

Hair-raising blood bath - brute savagery
Took place within the ancient Afghan Fort,
Rebellion, slaughter and foul treachery
Among the barbarous infernal horde.

Too late came air strikes and the big tanks rolled
To save John Michael from the brutal slugs
Dealt unto him in treasonous revolt
In Allah's name by brutalizing thugs.

Or Satan's name, whose power held full sway
Within the prison and its dungeons dark;
He gloated at the corpses swift decay
And left on Mazar-e-Sharif his mark

To die a hero was John Michael's lot -
Who loved his country, fellowmen and kin,
And like Nat Chapman -hero patriot
With bright and smiling eyes and boyish grin.

Memorials - too many did we see!
Brave Green Berets fell and their loved ones cry
But love does bloom a perpetuity
It is eternal and it cannot die!








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