Hiroshima eighty years since August 6th, 1945

Hiroshima – eighty years since August 6th, 1945 About fourteen and a half years before my birth, yours truly not even a twinkle in the eyes of his then young father and mother the former born April 9th 1929, while the latter would be turning ten that upcoming November 13th living in destitution with her three older siblings (in proximity to then prosperous Coney Island) emotionally devastated crying unabashedly when she returned to espy absent building as a wife for countless years to glimpse the absence of domicile she occupied until marriage to the Arthur Murruy star student who became lifelong husband wedded just a month shy of fifty years, who knows maybe faintly linked to the demise of ovarian/uterine cancer that wrought havoc within body electric of Harriet Harris scored a victory for the grim reaper and ushered the horror of warfare. Given the nuclear weaponry arsenal today August 6th 2025, chock a block nuclear weapons of mass destruction could deliver near global extinction of complex life forms across the webbed wide world, whereat the human league mere seconds from the doomsday clock striking midnight our collective ability as genus and species *****sapiens to wreak total mortal kombat and lay waste major metropolitan areas would make unleashing atomic warfare synonymous with the ways and means to annihilate, decimate, eliminate, et cetera avast swath of the biosphere untenable, nevertheless... Once again, I take momentary pause to contemplate horrific event regarding unleashed atomic warfare activated courtesy nuclear brinkmanship, trumpeted by belligents putin on the ritz, hence time to trot out a poem written initially some years ago courtesy yours truly. Robert Oppenheimer (Julius Robert Oppenheimer an American theoretical physicist) manned "The Manhattan Project",  a top secret World War II mission,                    which constituted "Little Boy" codename for a uranium gun-type atomic bomb dropped at 0815 exploded 580 metres above civilians with 15 kiloton blast yield reduced 400 year old city to dust Colonel Paul Tibbets, the pilot/ bombardier of the Enola Gay, (the Boeing B-29 Superfortress unleashed nuclear warfare eighty years ago from date of poem) gives cause for this baby boomer to revisit mentally, the annihilation, extermination, incineration, obliteration... when the first of two storied Japanese enclaves pulverized vividly underscores how trifling my current mental health issues, nevertheless avowedly exacerbated with anxiety, dysthymia, hysteria, melancholia... (from figurative northern exposure courtesy twin peaks) contrasted with sinister mushroom cloud birthed courtesy thermonuclear reaction malevolent evil tower ushered thermonuclear age epitomizing coup d'état nada so graceful spelled maximum radiation fallout, videlicet collateral military mutilation though unwelcome vision wielded hell, instantaneous maelstrom poised mankind to be cured, roasted, skewered analogous as burnt offerings subsequent generations of victims who survived atrocious, egregious, hellacious, judicious slaughter can only poorly be described by this mortal with incurable bacterial/viral malignant infections aghast at such wanton killing, more-so twenty first century civilization and its discontents pack a judicious sucker punch via devastatingly powerful armaments now exist weapons of mass destruction by manifold magnitudes more grisly than those "experimental" bombs loosed upon the innocent population, whereby 75,000 people killed or fatally injured with 65% of casualties nine years of age and younger, whence offspring of survivors evinced excessive genetic anomalies  with fiery windy surface (think towering infernos) temperatures topping 4,000°C  upon terrain hallowed by ghastly horrible deathly dominance impressing silhouettes of victims analogous to dark shadows amidst razed structural remnants ground zero birthed sinister mushroom cloud wickedly, ominously, and eerily loomed. As iterated above weapons of mass destruction defined as a chemical, biological, radiological, nuclear, or any other weapon that can kill or significantly harm many people far greater potential exceeding innocent lives lost courtesy one warhead than cumulative deaths triggered by all battles to date or cause great damage to artificial structures, natural structures, or the biosphere an inescapable fact of life and potential looming fait accompli as one antagonist could annihilate another contaminating, decimating, obliterating, pulverizing... sabotaging great swaths of webbed wide world in the process.