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HIROSHIMA
I remember it well, that first day in Hell
             So long ago, I know

As the sirens sounded our Yankee foe
Decided that now his power we would know
So dropped his Atomic Bomb from the sky
That caused those below to melt and to fry
As we all saw the flash and then felt the blast
That blew infernos around us, to eerily cast
A different light on a different world
As blackened bodies lay unfurled
In corners and gutters, clinging together
Welded and wedded, where no man could sever

Yet skinless souls still shuffled by
In silent circles they would try
To see the sun, to see the sky

I remember it well, that first day in Hell
           So long ago, I know

When God let man his fate create
And genius fell to earth, as hate
As dependent on a compass whim
Determined how much blackened skin
Would flap around, about your heel
Or even how much pain you'd feel
As you dragged around your cloak of death
Blinded, deafened, sucking breath
Those with huge bloated heads just staggered around
Til their eyeballs popped out, to burst on the ground

The mushroom cloud now rose on high
As snow-like ashes fell to lie
On those below who searched the sky

I remember it well, that first day in hell
            So long ago, I know

I watched where tender lips did lie
To see dark holes vent silent cry
And the shape of a horse, that stood in the sun
To bask in God's warmth, 'til a hotter one
Burnt him so perfect, against a white wall
In an instant heat, that left no time to fall
I saw shadows on steps, where bodies had curled
As vapourized souls left their mark on this world
Now black dollops of rain fell out of the mist
From that curse'd sky, in one final twist

But the deaf and the blind who looked up to God
Found these cascades of rain naught but a fraud
For they fell with the splash of hot nuclear ash

I remember it well, that first day in Hell
                 So long ago, I know

Then we dug in the rubble, the debris to hurl
And managed to find a frail little girl
It dampened our glee, when she just couldn't see
But still managed to cry, thru one squid-like eye
Whose last look at life was facing  a sun
That once gave her birth, but then fell to earth
So feeling her pain on that lonely day
I stroked her long hair 'til I felt her sway
For it fell out in clumps, and really looked bad
And although she was blind, she felt really sad

Then some saviours arrived, with water and food
But victims of burns should not drink, if they could
So they gasped and gave up, and dropped where they stood

I remember it well, that first day in Hell
                So long ago, I know

This child that we found needed blood, so my friend
Decided to give as he neared the end
So he gave what he could, thou feeling so feeble
Couldn't stop bleeding, when they took out the needle
He had just drunk too much of that evil black rain
So we stood by in shame, as he gave up his pain
In the centre of town stood a fountain and pond
Thirsty circles clung there, 'til Death waved her wand
Now they sit in my mind, but at night circle round
Like those in the fire, who dug into the ground

The firestorm had started to eat up the air
Yet many stood still, for they just didn't care
But we panicked in fear, and ran here and ran there

I remember it well, that first day in Hell
               So long ago, I know

So we ran to the river but the river ran red
As thousands jumped in, as they burned and they bled
But they drowned in the scrum and ended up dead
As bodies and corpses to the surface were fed
Our nails and our teeth and our hair then fell out
While those in the fire screamed shout after shout
The day that huge plane dropped a gift with regret
A gift to remember, a gift to forget
When it placed Hell on Earth, and our City ceased
With a toast from the skies, and a boast from the beast


DEDICATED TO LITTLE TAEKAKO YOSHIMOTO, ONE OF 
THREE THOUSAND SCHOOLCHILDREN, WHO PERISHED,
THAT FIRST DAY IN HELL
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