Five hundred miles of Germans
Five hundred miles of French
And English, Scotch and Irish men
All fighting for a trench
And when the Trench is taken
And many thousands slain,
The losers, with more slaughter,
Retake the trench again

In Memory of the Forgotten Generation.
-Edwin Dwight


When all the irrigation stopped, when all the hospitals closed, when all the stores are looted, when there’s no more food, when the sound of bombs become alarm clocks, the Libyan and Iraqi people finally realized that you can’t eat democracy; freedom can’t pay for that leg surgery; human rights can’t rebuild that road outside.
- Wilson Liu



If I killed the best of men with this weapon, the worst man, too, did not escape its terror.
- Wahshi ibn Harb