It is sad when we lose any countrymen, be they wise and righteous in their fury or mislead and ignorant of the evil they do. War is an orphan to those caught in it's cold grasp, wanting not to claim it as their own. It's better to wave off any ownership of the blood on our hands. The reality is brothers, we are all responsible for every life that will be claimed in years to come. Our fears, hesitation and outright apathy are the most vile of weapons. Let us not weep for those who fall before us, but instead let their and our sacrifices carry our people to liberation.


We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains sit lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen!