I Wrote My Will Across The Sky,

This Creed Of The Desert Seemed Inexpressible In Words, And Indeed In Thought.

To Me An Unnecessary Action, Or Shot, Or Casualty, Was Not Only Waste But Sin.

An Opinion Can Be Argued With; A Conviction Is Best Shot. The Logical End Of A War Of Creeds Is The Final Destruction Of One, And Salammbo Is The Classical Text-book Instance.

Men Have Looked Upon The Desert As Barren Land, The Free Holding Of Whoever Chose; But In Fact Each Hill And Valley In It Had A Man Who Was Its Acknowledged Owner And Would Quickly Assert The Right Of His Family Or Clan To It, Against Aggression.

He Was Old And Wise, Which Meant Tired And Disappointed.