Nagasaki

There is strength there is power. “Mommy, look at this lovely flower!” There is war and there is strife. “C’mon lets go fly a kite!” There is guns and there is knives. “Look at my kite rise and rise!” There are warlords there are tyrants. “Hey Jo, can you hold the call on those Clients?” There are Officers and there are sergeants. “This silver is of the finest argent!” There is my skin, burnt ashy and gray. “But daddy, Are you coming home to stay?”