Remember Hiroshima & Nagasaki!

Do you really know how cruel nuclear weapons are!

by LIFE can't be with NUKE
 

 

 http://www.safins.ne.jp/~nacyama/En1.htm ,  August 6 in 1998, 53rd Anniversary of the Atomic Bombing of Hiroshima

Centre for Research on Globalisation (CRG),  globalresearch.ca ,  5 April 2002


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Let all the souls here rest in peace. For we shall not repeat the evil.

`Memorial Cenotaph of A-Bomb Victims in Hiroshima`


Three Military Planes Arrive over Hiroshima

On the morning of August 6 in 1945, in the closing days of the World War, three military planes arrived in formation over Hiroshima City, Japan. Soon they immediately banked sharply and darted away at top speed. It was the fact that one of the planes, named "Enora Gay", dropped an atomic bomb. But nobody could understand what happened in the sky over Hiroshima.

Blast of a Genocidal Atomic Bomb

The atomic bomb dropped from the plane emitted mysterious flashes of light in the air about 600 meters (1,800 feet ) above the ground and then produced a gigantic fireball, which swelled rapidly into a tremendous explosion. A horrifying column of flames hit the earth, and rose up in the form of a swiftly -bulging mushroom cloud to a height of 9,000 meters (27,000 feet) almost instantaneously. Crew of ' Enola Gay ' Says

A flight diary written by one of crew who dropped the atomic bomb says, "At 8:15 a.m., Atomic bomb released. 43 seconds later, a flash! Shock wave, craft careens. Huge atomic cloud. Altitude more than 12,000 meters."

Beneath the Huge Atomic Cloud

Beneath the mushroom atomic cloud, hundreds of thousand of Hiroshima citizens were moaning, fatally burnt, fatally injured. Hiroshima was just like a hell on earth. Innumerable citizens died, begging for water.


" GIVE ME WATER "

by Tamiki Hara , Atomic bomb victim

Give me water! Oh!

Give me water to drink!

Let me have some!

I want rather to die ...

To die! Oh! Help me,

O, help me!

Water! A bit of water!

I beg you!

Won't anyone?

Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh...! Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh...!

The heaven split;

The streets are gone;

The river,

The river flowing on!

Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh... Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh...

Night! Night coming on

To these eyes parched and sere;

To these lips inflamed.

Ah! the moaning of a man,

of a man Reeling

Whose face is scorched,

smarting; This ruined face of a man!


140,000 Citizens Killed by One Atomic Bomb

...At 8:15 on August 6, 1945, one single atomic bomb collapsed Hiroshima City into debris. The heat ray of 6,000 degrees C (10,800 F) emitted from the bomb burnt everything in Hiroshima. The blast pressure of 4.4 kilometers per second blew away a lot of people and their houses. Survivors were exposed to radiation and damaged by it.

..Can you imagine such a horrifying nuclear holocaust in Japan? Some 140,000 citizens were killed by one atomic bomb!

Everything was burnt down. Hiroshima was devastated into debris.


Toge Sankichi, atomic bomb victim, wrote in verse

Give back father,

give back mother,

Give back grandpa, g

ive back grandma,

Give back boys,

give back girls. .

Give me back myself,

give me back men

Linked to me. .

As long as men live as men,

Give back peace,

Peace that never crumbles. .

Hiroshima's Suffering to Go on to the 21st Century


Fifty-three years have passed since the detonation of the atomic bomb. As of 1995, the number of the dead who died from the A-bomb have amounted to 246,726. But Hiroshima's suffering has not come to an end yet. Even today, hundreds of thousands of people, who were damaged by radioactivity, are still suffering physically and mentally.

This is an atomic weapon. This is a nuclear war. Remember Hiroshima, not to repeat the same evil!


Here's an untold story of the atomic bombing in Hiroshima

"LET US BE MIDWIVES! "

Written by Sadako Kurihara

Night in the basement of a concrete structure now in ruins.

Victims of the atomic bomb jammed the room;

it was dard - not even a single candle.

The smell of fresh blood, the stench of death,

the closeness of sweaty people, the moans.

From out of all that, lo and behold, a voice:

 "The baby's coming!"

In that hellish basement,

at that very moment, a young woman had gone into labor.

In the dark, without a single match, what to do?

People forgot their own pains, worried about her.

And then: "I'm a midwife. I'll help with the birth."

The speaker, seriouly injured herself, had been moaning only moments before.

And so new life was born in the dark of that pit of hell.

And so the midwife died before dawn, still bathed in blood.

Let us be midwives!

Let us be midwives!

Even if we lay down our own lives to do so.

 

The cellar in the poem was that of the old post office in Hiroshima.


This page was composed based on Hiroshima, Record of Atomic Bomb, HIBAKUSHA (Atomic Bomb Victims), Genbaku Shishu (Collected Poems of Atomic Bomb),Tomo yo Natsu no Hana Genbaku Shi  (Friends Flowers of Summer Poems of Atomic Bomb) ,War and Black Eggs.

August 6 in 1998, 53rd Anniversary of the Atomic Bombing of Hiroshima

SOURCE: http://www.safins.ne.jp/~nacyama/En1.htm

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