We Weep, we wail, we sit with our head buried in our hand for all the losses of war for all the lives torn from mothers arms, family’s ripped into shreds in the name of ‘protection’ and patriotism. We pray, handwritten notes slipped between cracks of times long gone, beckoning our wishes of peace and prosperity into our lives. The people huddle and congregate, next to sandstone blocks of historical weight, and remember times long ago, when we were still fighting for our survival. We wail and we weep. ______Our master's edition, off-white, archival museum-quality paper, is uncoated and the superior choice for art enthusiasts who appreciate world-class quality to enjoy artworks most luxuriously.