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“Be like Abel who said to Cain:
To strike you in self-defence, gives me pain.
For to take your life, what can I gain?
Your blood will eternally remain,
In all my days to be a stain,
Forever on my mind
and upon my brain.”
― Mohamad Jebara, The Illustrious Garden

“Why do people glorify war?
Do they not see the stench and gore?
All who relish destruction are human no more!”
― Mohamad Jebara, The Illustrious Garden

“Friends we may not be, enemies we shall not become,
Bound by understanding, conflicts we will overcome.”
― Mouloud Benzadi

“I summarize the Israeli-Palestinian conflict as two peaceful peoples who form the majority, caught in the crossfire between extremists who are the minority—each dreaming of annihilating the other they call enemy and danger, and extending their control from the water to the water, fueled by hate, revenge and anger.”
― Mouloud Benzadi

“War is the tragic echo of humanity's inability to listen before raising swords.”
― Aloo Denish Obiero

“If I sent my soldiers into Suhai it would be an invasion. It would look just as it does when General Ahkpi’s militia storms our walls. Thousands would die, another meaningless war that history would blame on greed. If Emperor Nahkon is overthrown, it must be by the people.”
― Virginia Mary, Across the Great Ocean: Desolation

“War and peace

Humanity has fought many wars,
But won none,
Because even in peace the victors carry its scars,
That they can share with no one,

Because when they saw their comrade fall,
They saw a friend die,
When they were smashed against the pitiless wall,
The human within them did die,

Resurrecting a beast from within,
That they try to leave behind, but it walks with them,
And becomes their penance for what was not their sin,
And then they spend a lifetime with this beast and with them,

Whom they lost in the war,
Their fellow comrades part of the same legion,
And even in times of peace, in dreams the demons of war chase them far,
There, where all emotions die, all sentiments sink, a death forsaken region,

Where they are cursed to live forever,
In the phantoms of war that chase them every day and every night,
Because they have seen their fellow comrades die forever,
And this aches their inward and memory invoked sight,

They maybe soldiers who are meant to kill,
But I wonder what they think when they see a fellow human on the other end,
The enemy who they shall kill even even at the cost of killing their own will,
Thus is born the beast within and for the human that it now feeds on, it is the end!”
― Javid Ahmad Tak, They Loved in 2075!

“War and peace

Humanity has fought many wars,
But won none,
Because even in peace the victors carry its scars,
That they can share with no one,

Because when they saw their comrade fall,
They saw a friend die,
When they were smashed against the pitiless wall,
The human within them did die,

Resurrecting a beast from within,
That they try to leave behind, but it walks with them,
And becomes their penance for what was not their sin,
And then they spend a lifetime with this beast and with them,

Whom they lost in the war,
Their fellow comrades part of the same legion,
And even in times of peace, in dreams the demons of war chase them far,
There, where all emotions die, all sentiments sink, a death forsaken region,

Where they are cursed to live forever,
In the phantoms of war that chase them every day and every night,
Because they have seen their fellow comrades die forever,
And this aches their inward and memory invoked sight,

They maybe soldiers who are meant to kill,
But I wonder what they think when they see a fellow human on the other end,
The enemy who they shall kill even at the cost of killing their own will,
Thus is born the beast within, and for the human that it now feeds on, it is the end!”
― Javid Ahmad Tak, They Loved in 2075!

“A bomb here and a bullet there

A bomb here and a bullet there,
A wall riddled with bullets everywhere,

A man dead, a woman crying,
A young child crying and for nobody’s sake dying,

A building collapsing somewhere,
Homes on fire everywhere,

A soldier scanning for enemies,
A civilian seeking innocence in these wary faces who too are born of fairies,

A state of emergency declared in the war torn regions,
It is a crisis of all sorts, for humans, for every life form, and for my once familiar flock of pigeons,

Feelings of nothingness and nowhere appear to dominate,
Because that is what happens to mind when you have nothing to share but only hate,

A bullet to kill someone you don't even know,
A bomb to destroy a home that for someone is all he/she could ever know,

All gone, all lost, all turned to ash,
And from the sky a plane falls, it appears to be a fateful crash,

Where someone will die soon,
And it will be missed by many, and ah the pain of the moon,

To not find him anywhere not even in the sky,
For when you crash in wars you do not die,

A part of you lies on Earth and a part of you hangs somewhere in the Sky,
Confusing the angel of death whether to claim the remains that lie on the Earth or the hopes that died in the Sky,

Wars do not end when bullets are not fired and bombs do not fall anymore,
Because those who lose their hopes to wars are in a state of war forever and its immortal pain is what their hearts cannot ignore,

For a few it is just about a bomb here and a bullet there,
Unable to see injured memories and dying hopes everywhere!”
― Javid Ahmad Tak, They Loved in 2075!

“The bravest battle fought is the one that ends war before it begins.”
― Aloo Denish Obiero

“They're also people, right lads?”
― Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace

“Most men are a confusion of half-truths and vanity, of something lost and never completed.”
― Clifford Thurlow, Operation Jihadi Bride: The Covert Mission to Rescue Young Women from ISIS

“That's not what I mean," he says softly, putting a hand on my shoulder. "I mean the responsibility. Not the battle, the physics, the 'attack-here-block-here' garbage they teach you in the schools that only applies to cedars who learned that exact same blasted fighting style. No, I'm talking about the responsibility. When you have lives on the line, looking up at you for orders. When you have soldiers under your command, ready to fight, to give up their lives if they must. The responsibility of being an Army General. The responsibility of being in power.”
― Arianna Fox, Sabre Black

“War brings out the ugliest side of humanity regardless of ethnicity, creed or location.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Tajrish

“She moves, and people die.
And gods, they die fast.
It's over so quickly she doesn't realize at first, as if time had slowed down only for her and the entity that watches from within the vessel that her body had become.”
― Jo Grospierre, Hymn of The Night

“VahÅŸi hayvanlar ölüleri çekiÅŸtiriyor, karga sürüleri ziyafet çekiyordu. Timur’un ünlü kuleleri de bu ölüm tarlasının üzerinde yükseliyordu. Kellelerden kulelerdi bunlar. OsmanoÄŸlu’nun en büyük ÅŸehzadesi Süleyman’ın tebaası iÅŸte orada yatıyordu.”
― Deniz Canan, Larende'nin Düşüşü

“Towards the field of no return, many march, before they marched, lies were told.
In the field, greatness lies, this is the lie the masters told the marchers.”
― Enoble Asuquo, One Are We: in fire and ash

“Taking a side in a war. It is like saying I told you so. It doesn't make the situation better, but it escalates it.”
― De philosopher DJ Kyos

“War delights in leaving you with nothing but options that violate your principles. It is a peculiar form of wickedness.”
― Fernando A. Torres, A Habit of Resistance

“Cancer and tuberculosis do not matter to our so-called global health institutions, because COVID-19 was quickly tackled and the old diseases remain intact, as if they did not exist at all.”
― Mwanandeke Kindembo

“You look at the wars in the world and are surprised, but the world has always been like this, always wild, always rude and cruel, never civilized! Why are you surprised when you look at the world that has always been like this? Are you stupid?”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“In love, I will surrender myself and In war, you have to surrender yourself.”
― P.S. Jagadeesh Kumar

“War and ceasefire

There was a war followed by a ceasefire,
Swaths of land lay covered in ashes and dead men and women,
Beside them lay still unfilled dreams and many a desire,
Wherever one looked there appeared no end to them then,

Because a country defeated in war,
Enters into the state of passive spirit,
Where to the victor, spirited men and women of the defeated country appear too few and too far,
And they rush to assume this is it, their end, and the end of it!

Followed by two immediate actions,
Repatriation by the winning side,
And reparation by the losing side while dealing with endless sanctions,
And behind them their lost spirits hide,

But as years pass by and time grows older,
The defeated side realises the losses it suffered,
The men it lost, and the women who fought in ways bolder,
And the living ones, the paying ones, look at their spirits battered,

And they hear echoes from the past,
Few calling a mother, few a father, many a brother, a sister and a lost lover,
And then the ship of agony and pain hoists its broad mast,
And the left one, the still and forever paying one, is forced to become an avenger,

Because he/she misses the person to whom these echoes belong,
He/she struggles to deal with the past that haunts him/her in the present,
And to deal with this belligerent self, he/she hums the firebird’s song,
And finally with hatred and lament he/she is pregnant,

And when the feeling is born,
The defeated spirit rises from the ashes,
And begins to sew together the feelings that lie scattered on the ground, mutilated and torn,
With these feelings of hatred and vengeance now his/her spirit gushes,

The silent ground that had been the graveyard of dreams and desires,
Suddenly turns into a war zone once again,
So those who say peace can be brokered are cynical liars,
Because one who is dead can never be brought back again,

And thus the battle between revenge and avenging deaths enters a new phase,
Where the defeated side now fearlessly marches forth,
Because it has nothing to lose now it has no more ghosts to chase,
And thus is born the one who loves romancing the sun, the killer moth,

And it stings all alike, and it flies freely everywhere,
Until both sides accept defeat,
Then they begin to dig graves to bury a hope here, a wish there, and someone’s desire somewhere,
And somewhere lies the lover who his/her beloved could not meet,

And then is born the curse of unfulfilled wishes, desires, hopes and life’s darling affairs,
Now both sides lie in ruin because there is no ground left to bury the dead,
And the sound of echoes keeps growing and the ground turns wet with tears,
It is then the spirit forsakes them all, because genuine valour does not reside in places where courage on death is fed,

And as time grows older there are no more bold men and women left,
Because it is a diabolic ground where only echoes from the past haunt all,
Where all are victims of a different kind of theft,
That of humanity’s actual fall!”
― Javid Ahmad Tak, They Loved in 2075!

“War and ceasefire

There was a war followed by a ceasefire,
Land covered in ash, dead men and women,
Beside the dead were unfulfilled dreams and many a desire,
This is how it is now and this is how it was then,

Because a country defeated in war,
Enters into the state of passive spirit,
To the victor, spirited men and women of the defeated country appear too few and too far,
So, they rush to assume this is it, the end of it!

To be followed by two immediate actions,
Repatriation by the winning side,
And reparation by the losing side while dealing with endless sanctions,
Behind which their broken spirits hide,

But as years pass by and time grows older,
The defeated side realises the losses it suffered,
The men it lost, and the women who fought in ways bolder,
And the living ones, the paying ones, look at their spirits battered,

And they hear echoes from the past,
Few calling a mother, few a father, many a brother, a sister and someone a lost lover,
And then the ship of agony and pain hoists its broad mast,
And the left one, the still and forever paying one, is forced to become an avenger,

Because he/she misses the person to whom these echoes belong,
He/she struggles to deal with the past that haunts him/her in the present,
And to deal with this belligerent self, he/she hums the firebird’s song,
And finally with hatred and lament he/she is pregnant,

Finally when the feeling is born,
The defeated spirit rises from the ashes,
And begins to sew together the feelings that lie scattered on the ground, mutilated and torn,
With these feelings of hatred and vengeance now his/her spirit gushes,

The silent ground that had been the graveyard of dreams and desires,
Suddenly turns into a war zone once again,
So, those who say peace can be brokered are cynical liars,
Because one who is dead can never be brought back again,

And thus the battle between revenge and avenging deaths enters a new phase,
Where the defeated side now fearlessly marches forth,
Because it has nothing to lose and it has no more ghosts to chase,
And thus is born the one who loves romancing the sun, the killer moth,

It stings all, and it flies freely everywhere,
Until both sides accept defeat,
Then they begin to dig graves to bury a hope here, a wish there, and someone’s desire somewhere,
And somewhere lies the lover who his/her beloved could not meet,

And then is born the curse of unfulfilled wishes, desires, hopes and life’s darling affairs,
Now both sides lie in ruin because there is no ground left to bury the dead,
And the sound of echoes keeps getting louder and the ground turns wet with tears,
It is then the spirit forsakes them all, because genuine valour does not reside in places where courage on death is fed,

And as time grows older there are no more bold men and women left,
Because it is a diabolic ground where only echoes from the past haunt all,
Where all are victims of a different kind of theft,
That of humanity’s innocence that actually was the cause of great fall!”
― Javid Ahmad Tak, They Loved in 2075!

“The bravest battle fought is the one that ends wars before they begin.”
― Aloo Denish Obiero

“Can 100 people devoted to war be more effective than 1 million people devoted to peace? Of course it is possible, because 100 people who devote themselves to war mean morally rotten people, and the evil methods used by morally rotten people are much more effective than the well-intentioned and sometimes even childish methods of peace-loving people!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Today, the war is not based on the strongest or territorial gains, but on the smartest and only on the economic level.”
― Mwanandeke Kindembo

“We are at war and have been for thousands and thousands of years. You must arm yourselves with Knowledge and Truth, because we do battle with ignorance, deception and lies.”
― Gavin Nascimento

“It hadn't occurred to us that our country might go to war, and that if it did, we'd be the ones fighting it.”
― Karie Fugett, Alive Day: A Memoir

“I had never heard of an IED until Cleve's injury. He told me that day that they could be made with marbles. When the bomb goes off, the marbles explode, glass shards shooting in every direction toward their victims. As he spoke, I imagined the innocent balls of glass I played with as a child, white with blue cat's-eyes in the center, the same shade as my mother's and my eyes. The toys wait in darkness, forced to play in a war they weren't designed for.”
― Karie Fugett, Alive Day: A Memoir