I had to do a project on Hiroshima for school and I came across a poem about helping the victims at Hiroshima. That one poem inspired me to go and write this about a victim of Hiroshima. <br />P.S. For those of you who don't know the Enola gay was the plane that bombed Hiroshima <br /> <br />In solitude I walk <br />Down at Hiroshima’s rock <br />With the wind at my back <br />The sky itself was jet black <br />As I walk <br />At Hiroshima’s rock <br />I, the white soldier <br /> <br />Down at Hiroshima’s rock I watch <br />Waiting on the world <br />Something will occur <br />For if nothing were to happen <br />The world would just arrest <br />As I walk <br />At Hiroshima’s rock <br />I, the white soldier <br /> <br />I hope for the best <br />But hoping has done nothing <br />It has killed my friends <br />It has destroyed my country <br />As I walk <br />At Hiroshima’s rock <br />I, the white soldier <br /> <br />I knew the war was on <br />All our support had been withdrawn <br />Peace was on the way <br />This could well be the last day <br />We all just want this to be over <br />As I walk <br />At Hiroshima’s rock <br />I, the white soldier <br /> <br />I saw in the distance <br />The gray Enola gay <br />I knew right then <br />The war wasn’t over <br />As I was running to the ground <br />I saw little boy fall from the sky <br />I saw a huge flash of light <br />Then, I saw no more <br />As I walked <br />At Hiroshima’s rock <br />I, the dead soldier<br /><br />Dillon Crawford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/at-hiroshima-s-rock/
