Who put the rose thereFirst the children ran.Then the women ran.Then till the end, the old people ran.So it was finished.No people existed anymore, they were all gone.The soldiers had been cruel and had no mercy.Scream, pain, hunger and homicide was just some ofthe sounds you could hear.SilenceNot a breath, no wind, not even a single human.They were all gone. Only an open battlefield.Now has it gone many years.It is still silence.None human live there.A single rose are what who is there. Only. Who put it there?Laughter, happiness and peace was there once.Now is it only silence.After war comes peace, nothing more.Now is the war over, and the people who died are now just memories, nothing more.Who put the rose there? To memory someone?Nobody cares.