note: I read this at an open mic and it started a controversy about the justification of the bombing on Hiroshima and Nagasaki. So I failed to raise our consciousness to the level of what it means to be human and at either end of weapons. My personal opinion is that all weapon manufacturing, small and large, should be stopped and made illegal by all countries. Take that for a controversy. I’m sure many men will scoff at the idea, as they usually do, since they’ve been brainwashed from birth that one should have more weapons than the neighbors in case they used theirs. What happened to talking about our differences? What happened to trying to understand events under a different light?
Peace,
Guy
Thoughts on the Anniversary of Hiroshima
On August 6, 1945, this child’s sixth birthday
Never happened, erased from all memory
Records pulverized by a gigantic mushroom
The fungus on humanity’s foot
As it continues trampling on
Principles, teachings, evolution
As it continues spreading the seeds
Of hatred under engineered flowers
So pretty, so noble, so smart.
Sixty years later it is history
Lessons not learned
Our daily sufferings far superior
To that of others
We play God and establish dominion
We pronounce final judgment
We rehearse the end of the world
And expect a daily prayer
From those in the shadow
Where gigantic mushrooms can grow.
As noted privately I like you poem and I think that it succeeds in your stated goal of what it means to be human at either end of weapons. It is an observation of what is the case but lacks optimism. I am not sure that I can be anymore optimistic because there is little evidence to support my idealistic optimism.
I am not an advocate of legislation as the solution to anything – so while I agree with your sentiment about weapon manufacture, I am sure that legislation is a practical approach. But I suspect you meant that only by way of analogy.