''The companies have scattered. The companies, battalions, armies. The great armies. Only the armies of the dead, those still stand. Stand like vast forests: dark, purple, full of voices. The canons, however, lie like frozen primordial animals with stiff limbs. Purple with steel and overpowered rage. And the helmets, they rust. Take off those rusted helmets – we’ve lost.''
-Wolfgang Borchert, That is Our Manifesto (Das ist unser Manifesto) 1946.
It's quite a powerful and moving poem. Read the rest here.