Echo of Hiroshima and NagasakiA Poem by Geralyn MillerFirst, the earthquake, the ground shook like it shook so long ago, when the bombs hit.
Then roiling black water, reminding those who remember of the black rain that fell after the bombs; raining death on everyone.
Finally, a new threat, radiation from a nuclear reactor, b*****d child of the bombs that fell.
Again the people of Japan need clean water, food to eat, and a safe place to recover.
Echoes of the past, ring in my heart. Hiroshima, Nagasaki, I still hear you. © 2011 Geralyn MillerReviews
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3 Reviews Added on March 22, 2011 Last Updated on March 22, 2011 AuthorGeralyn MillerPhoenix, AZAboutI was born in the year of the Dragon, and am prone to roaring for amusement's sake. I have been writing poetry since I was eight. That's right, fifty years of poetry, all written in longhand. In ad.. more..Writing
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