Goat Rustlers

In early morning dawn 
a plateau in the Hindu Kush
two men and a boy 
wake to milk goats.

They hear odd sounds
take their gun
and end up shot

by Nuristan bandits

but the boy
escapes through
a hole 
made by water
flowing through a glacier.

Goats are stolen.

A Kalash father weeps
for lost sons
and sheep,

a boy for
a father.

This is not that.