Hiroshima: Yoked Haikus
It was easy to
let the Big Boy go, Enola
Gay, it simply killed.
No, not just bodies,
But a country's broken soul:
Ruptured, killed, kaput.
Slay the children,
Memories cannot perish.
They remain alive.
It is sepuku,
Harakiri, and all that
too, stemming war.
Incinerate all
children and otosans too,
stop this damn war.
It goes on to kill
more in old Nagasaki
while damn Yankees cheer.
Hiroshima, we
still mourn for human cruelty
that came as a cloud.
---Albert B. Casuga
August 6, 2013
But a country's broken soul:
Ruptured, killed, kaput.
Slay the children,
Memories cannot perish.
They remain alive.
It is sepuku,
Harakiri, and all that
too, stemming war.
Incinerate all
children and otosans too,
stop this damn war.
It goes on to kill
more in old Nagasaki
while damn Yankees cheer.
Hiroshima, we
still mourn for human cruelty
that came as a cloud.
---Albert B. Casuga
August 6, 2013
The story behind LIFE photographer Alfred Eisenstaedt's image of a mother and child in the wasteland of 1945 Hiroshima: http://ti.me/13D8EYm
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