Analysis Of The Poem All Quiet On The Western Front

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The wind whispers words that are foreign. It speaks a language that man has understood since his beginning, but as it can only be understood once it is foreign to most men. The wind carries something lethal, it is the harbinger of an evil inflicted by man upon man, it speaks nothing but death. A brief silence follows in its absence, and takes ahold of the battlefield. Now and then one can hear the desperate breaths of men unwilling to part with life, but these too are snuffed out, choked under a hellish canopy made of gunpowder powder, soot, and mud. This is the worst part. The battle is always the worst part. He knows this too well to be bothered by these scenes that unfold before him. The breeze, however, is more absolute in its resolve,
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