Akito's World Comes To An End
Akito’s World Comes To An End
By Elton Camp
Akito and I were born days and a world apart
He never saw the emperor, nor I Roosevelt
Lives in peril, but we knew not why
Parents in hushed tones conversing
Events as much beyond their control as ours
A swirling vortex of a war about to conclude
Hitler was dead, but really who was he?
The master race down, slanted eyes to go
Death and destruction on a worldwide scale
An island nation struggling in its final throes
From the sky fell a bomb and then another
Sound, light, heat, wind, pain, peeling skin
I have no memory of it, nor does Akito
Each of us involved with childish play
Akito died on that day a lifetime ago
Entirely as uncomprehending as was I
I lived on and now have grown old
That’s how it is with children of war
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