The trenches, the anger of the guns and the stuttering rifles.
The relentless bullets….
The haggard faces of the young men.
Blood covered bodies impaled on the barbed wire.
The stench—the blinding horrible stench,
Faces as if already dead, rats scurrying along the prison trenches.
Shells dropping, chaos reigns, terrorizing guns.
The once triumphant men now have death in the eyes.
Hope is gone.
Do you remember…… the war…….?