Suddenly the sky is illuminated with a pale yellow tinge.
Your surroundings suddenly emerge.
Faces begin to move closer- approaching.
The same lifeless faces you’ve seen in your trench for months now.
You are surprised to see this face plastered on the opposition.
The same suffering in their bloodshot eyes.
The same paleness in their worn out skin.
The same longing for life back home.
The same unwillingness to kill unnecessarily.
The same skin wrapped on bones.
The same family photos resting near their hearts.
Then you stop and notice,
The different uniform.