When the Enola Gay on command <br />dropped her deadly bomb <br />unleashing moments of hell in Hiroshima <br />and a nuclear blast went off in destruction <br /> <br />the co-pilot was thinking: <br />“God, what did we do? ” <br />maybe through his life <br />could not reconcile himself with this deed, <br /> <br />the innocent women and children <br />was caught in moments of destruction <br />and blinded <br />while the massive power of the weapon was circling out <br /> <br />and all of mankind was hit by this tragedy <br />but Harry S Truman did not even realize his share in this misdeed. <br /> <br />[Reference: Anybody that views this poem as a attack on America, or Americans in general, do not really comprehend what it is saying.]<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nuclear-bomb-dropping-on-hiroshima/
