Steps to Hiroshima
The man's maniacal cackle
echoes through the streets,
an imprint of an old woman
left on the bank step from the blast.
The man shuffles past
gasmask in hand, useless
a prop of comfort
for nothing will save him
from the radiation-
it will sink deep into his bones.
This is wicked good!!! Just dropped in to thank you for your comment on party in the Park, and found this. See my pome: "12 October 1917" for something similar. This was the first time anyone has ever said that any of my pomes was any good at all, thank you!!! I always thought that Hiroshima was rife with possibilities for good stuff, now I know!
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