As I stand still in the traffic filled New York City Street attempting to crawl as if I were a turtle trying to cross the road, I begin to contemplate the true beauty of living in the city. It is now the month where everything should be glooming, pleasing, and living, however it is not. In "the Waste Land" by Thomas Sterns Eliot, he states, "April is the cruellest month." This is a metaphor which …showed first 75 words of 981 total…

…showed last 75 words of 981 total…people don't think that they are dead. Just like the saying goes, "I come alive on the weekends." Then you can imagine that the soldiers that did return breathing would want to live in a place where it is peaceful and quiet. The countryside is where they would most likely find this. Therefore, it can be seen that the ghost or the workers work in the city, while the living stay home in the countryside.