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We set their air afire, Just as they'd set our ships Afire, So, With a great killing, We brought to a stop, Their killing, A fairly rapid stop, Perhaps too fast a stop, Too fast for some, For sure, But who could know, That these horrendous things, Would come to pass but once more, Thankfully. And now that bell tolls yearly, Its lonely voice sings “Never again,” “We hope.” Let us be sad For those who died, But let us not regret. Their deaths bought life, For others Who did not have to fight. Let revisionists glory in their guilt, Their guilt is not ours. We can pay our respects To Enola Gay, And to this day Say “well done.”
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Aug 9, 2012
Aug 9, 2012 at 9:18 PM UTC
Hiroshima - August 6, 2012
We set their air afire, Just as they'd set our ships Afire, So, With a great killing, We brought to a stop, Their killing, A fairly rapid stop, Perhaps too fast a stop, Too fast for some, For sure, But who could know, That these horrendous things, Would come to pass but once more, Thankfully. And now that bell tolls yearly, Its lonely voice sings “Never again,” “We hope.” Let us be sad For those who died, But let us not regret. Their deaths bought life, For others Who did not have to fight. Let revisionists glory in their guilt, Their guilt is not ours. We can pay our respects To Enola Gay, And to this day Say “well done.”
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Aug 9, 2012
Aug 9, 2012 at 9:18 PM UTC
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