Comments by "Peter Jacobsen" (@pjacobsen1000) on "Iraqi city of Mosul struggles to rise from wartime ashes left by Islamic State’s reign of terror" video.

  1. I'm reminded of that poem by Cao Zhi: Climbing to the ridge of Beimang Mountain from afar I look down on Luoyang. Luoyang, how lonesome and still! Palaces and houses all burnt to ashes. Walls and fences all broken and gaping, thorn and brambles rising to the sky. I do not see the old men; I only see the new youths. I turn aside, no straight road to walk. Waste fields, no longer ploughed. I have been away so long that I do not recognize the paths. Amidst the fields, how sad and desolate. A thousand miles without chimney smoke. Thinking of the house I lived in all those years. My emotions twisted, I cannot speak.
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