People dancing through the greyed, foggy streets; the buildings sweating of faded paint and graffiti. The dark, yet nearly cloudless grey sky sings of chaos and the foretelling of holocaust. There lies a single tree, dead within the edge of the cracked road, covering the nonexistent sidewalk walked upon by both the young and the old - the black and the white. Children die; soldiers march; bombs fall; sirens deafen; homes burn; mothers weep; graves fill...
