Zia Mian (Urdu: ضياء میاں ) is a highly cited Pakistani-American physicist, nuclear expert, nuclear policy maker and research scientist at Princeton University. Dr. Zia Mian is also a prominent peace activist and a strong supporter of non-nuclear proliferation, nuclear disarmament, and peaceful use of nuclear technology. However, he has strongly supported Pakistan's peaceful nuclear program in many international forums and conferences.
He has also criticized Pakistan's and India's nuclear weapon programs in many international forums. He was a staunch critic of President Bush's policies in South Asia and especially in Pakistan, and he heavily criticized President Bush's policies toward the War on Terror. He is a sponsor of The Bulletin of the Atomic Scientists.
Currently, he is the director of the Project on Peace and Security in South Asia, at the Program on Science and Global Security. He is the editor of several books, his books heavily focus on the issues concerning nuclear science, nuclear technology, and Science and technology in Pakistan. Zia Mia has played a pivotal role in Pakistan's peaceful use of nuclear technology and helped make two documentary films on peace and security in South Asia. Mian has been listed as one of the 15 Asian Scientists To Watch by Asian Scientist Magazine on 15 May 2011.
In the dearth of the Light
Under the eye of Rhianonn´s land
A strange moon shines upon tonight
The world will break like stone into sand
I feel the breaking of the Maelström
Cornish’s spirits shall hunt thy souls
The hearts of men pierced by a thorn
Some might hear their weapons call
Chorus
The shores seems to rise
An earthquake begun
The moon seem to cry
The men are waiting, but can’t feel anything
Swords still in their sheath
The fire is near…
A deadly army arrived
“To arms” shouted the king of clan
Druids prepare yourselves in time
For the battle has begun
From the earth and seas and heavens
Cornish´s spirits are on their way to war
The hearts of men possessed by ravens
Courageous and brave fight under the stars
Chorus
The horses ride pride
Men show their wrath
Although they will die
The spirits approach
Arrows fly on Ymbolg
Swords raised claiming blood