#1
School children, lunchboxes
Part of the daily grind
In the Peter Pan Nation
With so many shadows left behind

A flash like the sun on Earth
Half a kilometer above the block
By the population center
Tic-toc, atomic clock, tic-toc

God doesn't breathe here
So leave

Ash white or soot black
What's burned up
Can't be reconstituted
Can't be substituted
Can't be brought back
So rebuild
So rebuild

Skeletal Genbaku Dome stands
While skin drips and hangs
Bodies pile into the Ota River
In the unquenching black rain

Farther, clothing's burned into flesh
Patterns forming singed tattoos
The Project was deemed a success
Another and the threat's removed

Forget the thousand paper cranes
Sadako's got purple-spotted legs
Immortalized in a mortal museum
With free hugs at the exit

School children, lunchboxes
Victims of the wartime grind
In the Peter Pan Nation
With so many shadows left behind

Louis Armstrong was wrong
I am a fake mountain.
#2
I like the angle this took regarding Japan and it righting itself after Hiroshima and Nagasaki.


(Ironically, I've also been working on a piece inspired by the atomic bombings in Japan.)
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#3
It's an emotional thing. Thanks. Good luck on your piece.
I am a fake mountain.