Thursday, February 26, 2009

A THOUSAND SORDID SUNS


Paucity has ruined great kingdoms,

then why leave that of the sun?

Precisely, but unless any life is harmed,

And the world by it is only charmed,

I wouldn’t object the burning up of empty farms.

But the Americans thought not so,

For, the seeds of enimity they had to sow,

In retribution to the tyrant Hirohito.

On August 6, 1945 American officers Tibbet and Ferebree,

Ordered to unleash Thin Boy and Fat Boy on a killing spree.

Killing humans, their strategic key,

Unlocking a tremor of fear,

So that their victory was sheer.

They showed a thousand dying souls instantly,

the eye of The Creator who destroyed.

Their departure leaving the life of many, void…..

Now that the city and its people have recovered,

a disfigured newborn or two still discovered.

Thankfully, no Hiroshima or Nagasaki again occurred

On that day, the world saw a wrath so glum,

Like a thousand sordid suns.

4 comments:

  1. your sis had showed me this poem before..and as i read it today,it still affects me as it did the first time i read it.
    :)
    keep up d work.

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  2. dude....forget architecture....start writing fulltime.....u r brilliant! i loved it the first time i read it i had loved it....it still has the same effect on me.

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