The clouds,
The rains,
Remind me again of a story,
Of a city
Of Stanlingrad.
Monsters were men and men were monsters
Blood was mud and mud was blood
Tears were the rain and rain tears
Smoke was breathe and beathe was smoke.
Everything was dust and ash
Yet they fought
Piled up the dead.
Even screams felt more tranquil than the haunting silence.
For six months it happened
They ate each other
Animals and kids
Ate dust,ate wood,
Yet they fought.
In a six months seige of Stalingrad,
Millions died.
Both among national socialists
As well as communist socialists.
Peak humanity and inhumanity
Crisscrossed each other.
Even ghosts were afraid to lurk in the city
For a long long time!
