Never I had look seriously a picture in that way

these faces
each expression
in certain way those faces refrects pain and desperation but sent a
hope message

what is the cause of their pain

?
the hungry
the lost
tha anxius
the death
and the principal the blame they have save their own lives eating
each other
it looks like a nightmare a horrible one, What kind of good lets go on?.
more horrible must be the reality, perhaps that ugliness was cause of
a very ordinary fact, a fact that did not allow to find the sense from a
tragedy, an act that did not worth the death, the dirt, the fear.
There was not sacrifice, there was only an instinctive force to still
alive
There was not loneliness; there was only the alienation and the
egoism
There was not to want be alive, it was not be dead.

Yeah, it Could not be a deed of any kind God it is the cruel reality the
truth of human being; now I can understand as deed of a humanity
act , as the art in itself, this image was created with the only purpose
of show us how long the hope Could be loss and the tragic
consequences to become this poor people in monsters; monsters
who insult the beauty, the life, the love, the pure feelings the correct
ones.
So, is the love the centre of everything, is the force that leads to the
beauty, the creation and the salvation, love hold the sublime?

What inspire us to follow against the adversity, the monotony and the
ugliness?

What does hold that creative felling to inspire us to rise the ordinary?
This could be the centre of everything? What is the beauty and what
is the love?

We can transgress the line that divides this two meanings in

searching to a explication to find a response about the transformation
between art and tragedy, but this are only suppositions that we can
not explain, but Plato can refers in these words:
“Love is give birth at beauty on body and spirit,
For a mortal something immortal and eternal”.