Hiroshima, Theodore Van Kirk, Rip
On that day, in Aug 45
Bomber over the city that's very much alive
Nervous crew, cloudy day
Pilots instructions, open bomb bay
The words above as the pilot has said
What happens next the World dreads
The catch releases as Little Boy goes
Are they really enemies, are they really foes?
As he lands without a sound
As he plummets into Japanese ground
As he ignites his awesome power
As he sprays his atomic shower
An eternity clears in hours I hear
No City which once was here
Where are the people, no where near
In Oppenheimer do I detect a tear
If that's the worst the USA tells
Nagasaki is next as the death toll swells
Lo and behold that day has come
The second city is indeed gunned down
This Uranium gem as the Yanks declared
Our troops at war will all be spared
Not to think of these Japanese folks
Who in Atomic ruin, their lives now soaked
Buildings gone where they once were
Populations vaporised without a care
This Mushroom shape will shadow forever
This day in History will never sever
The following day as I look around
A bustling city which has no sound
I stand here bleeding from burns and sores
Skin dripping my family torn
All around me broken burning shapes
Trying to make sense of what this all makes
What could have created such destruction as this
On these cities where yesterday was bliss
I limp down my street in imaged spree
Shadows of neighbours I will never see
Silhouetted in shape in many forms
Is this my World, it's not the norm
Weeks have passed as I start to feel ill
Once I was ten, now I feel nil
Body sored with lacerations and boils
This human life now entering it's toil
As I look to the sky some birds still soar
Those lovely doves I will see no more
My life fades as my eyes gently close
Should anyone receive those blows
Now I'm gone as I look down, where once a city, now no more a town
Once there were dots all running around
Most are gone, blown from our ground
Where mediation was never met, discussions were never said
Two cities, many dead
( Lyrics by Queen )
Teo torriatte konomama iko
Aisuruhito yo
Shizukana yoi ni, Hikario tomoshi
Itoshiki oshieo idaki
Let us cling together as the years go by
Oh my love, my love
In the quiet of the night
Let our candle always burn
Let us never lose the lessons we have learned
Are our lessons learnt, time will tell
Berlin Wall, barriers fell
Is it a start, or a start to come
Is this race always on the run
We need to look and look around
No more we hear that whistling sound
It's seems to be a more silent kill
Typical Human, in it's typical will
Re-posted in memory of 'Theodore Van Kirk' the last of the 'Enola Gay'
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2014
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