I hate war, yet I have nothing but love, respect and gratitude for the individual soldier. I am free to speak and write as I wish because thousands of selfless soldiers, sailors and airmen paid the ultimate sacrifice to protect my ability to do so. God bless them and their memory.

"At the going down of the sun and in the morning
we will remember them."

The good-hearted souls of the world suffer from the nightmare of war and dream, often in vain, of peace. The military-industrial complex revels in the cost of war and its resultant profit and fears the price of peace.

Man will never live in harmony as long as we elect leaders to govern us and appoint boards of directors in industry who dream about the profitability of war, leaders who have nightmares over the economics of the unprofitability of peace.

Let us work and speak together to eliminate the nightmare of war and to make the dream of peace a reality.

Poetry by Brian Wrixon (Canada)
Artwork by Rollie Mukherjee (India)