August 6, 1945
Sixty thousand people died
In the city of Hiroshima
It was 8:16 a.m. on a Monday
By 8:17 everyone at ground zero had nothing left to say
Their skin and bones turn to ashes in an instant
But the U.S. was insistent on their revenge for Pearl Harbor
The Japanese didn't surrender unconditionally as we had recommended
So three days later we commanded their surrender with the loss of more lives
August 9, 1945
Seventy thousand more Japanese men, women, and children died
In the city of Nagasaki
Finally, the proud land of the sun surrendered
Because we had rendered them helpless
But of course, we were selfless in the treating of radiation poisoning
Even if we were to blame for the orphaning of thousands of children
Hundreds of Japanese survivors then asked 'Why Them?'
Why did they survive when everyone else in their family and neighborhood had died?
They lay in hospitals filled with the cries for mercy, for anyone to end their miserable lives
For days hundreds lay in the streets screaming in agony over their burnt flesh and lost limbs
And the thoughts of their sins that must have brought this upon them
Children screamed for their mothers that had been lost to the fires and the collapsing of their homes
Parents searched streets and hospitals trying to find their missing children
When all that was left of them was the ashes that the parents had slept on the night before
Despair and suicide claimed many more lives in the weeks, months, and years to come.
In Hiroshima alone, by the end of the bloody year of 1945, an estimated one hundred and forty thousand people died
The now concrete paths of Hondori once held Japanese charcoaled bodies
Castles and Gardens burned to cinders
Just because Japan would not surrender
But the spring of 1946 brought the bliss of a miracle
Life began to grow in the soil the scientists said wouldn't bear life for at least seventy five years
With plants brought the hope of rebuilding their homes and lives that they lost.
By the end of 1950, an estimated three hundred and forty thousand people were dead in both Hiroshima and Nagasaki
Today the cities are rebuilt and thriving
You can once again hear the birds sing instead of dying screams
Hiroshima Peace Park brings thousands of visitors to tears every year
And will forever stand as a memorial for the Japanese and Korean lives lost to the first atomic bomb in history in the heart of Hiroshima City.

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