|| The Holocaust ||

Circa World War 2;
The race for Ace had begun.
Men Dictated their eccentric ideologies
And the States in frenzy,
Gunned for Supreme Power.

Circa August 6th,1945;
I opened my eyes
Feeling the fresh morning dew.
The Sun had barely risen up
From its Slumber.
It shyed away to open its eyes,
And turned Red.
The nature blushed in its eternal calm
And the Birds sung its paean.

The day began
With the mundane chores.
Men left for jobs,
Women ferried into household tasks,
And the children with flags of dreams
Left to school.

The clock ticked at 0815 hours
And the menacing jets hovered.
The colossal wind caught its speed,
The trees swayed amok,
The birds crossed each other.
And, BOOM!!!
The deadly Thud, silenced the World.

Heavens watched
As the Sun rose again.
The white blaze
Turned into a maddening fireball
Spitting its curse of orange.
The "Little Boy" merged
The Mankind unto Nature
And The Nature unto the blood grave.
The dead knew no time
And the maimed died with time.

I'm a Hibakusha -
Survivor of the Hiroshima Bombing.
And yet, this fad for the maddening reign
Prevails with the arm's race.

I lay here, consumed
With scars and burns,
With woes and memories,
With eyes and ears
And, With my immortal cries -

"The World became Hell
And, the Hell became World.
The Power became Peace
And, the Peace became Power.
The Man became God
And, the God became Man,
I became Death
And, the Death became Me...."


Copyright © 14 Feb 2007, by Abhilash Hegde
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