The black and white photographs are of nameless men on a nameless land. It is a dark day in this history as black smoke hangs over the trenches choking as does the noose. The birds are replaced by shrieking bombs and animals are the running tanks with death cries. The bullets are not seen or heard at all in this action, just felt at they puncture the vessels with flowing red essence. Molten slag merges with mangled soldiers into a terrible monument to lie in the ground for all time, longer than any monument the countries these men fought for could put up. These forgotten men live forever in death and in this photograph. These men never knew it was the end of their world.
Last edited by Hain; 05-31-2005 at 07:08 PM..
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