Today in History
Today in 1945, a lot of people were killed by a fireball with several hundred feet radius, formed in 0.1 millisecond, with a temperature of 300,000 degrees. It was floating above the ground and rising up at 30 yards per second following the initial explosion.
Wind (at several hundred miles per hour, first from the center to the outside, then from outside to back into the center), heat rays (reaching several thousand degrees), and radioactive ultra-violet rays, gamma rays, alpha and beta particles eminated from the explosion.
It is to date the greatest antonym of peace.
The result is this poem by a Turkish dude:
I Come and Stand
I come and stand at every door
But no one hears my silent tread
I knock and yet remain unseen
For I am dead, for I am dead.
I’m only seven although I died
In Hiroshima long ago
I’m seven now as I was then
When children die they do not grow.
My hair was scorched by swirling flame
My eyes grew dim, my eyes grew blind
Death came and turned my bones to dust
And that was scattered by the wind.
I need no fruit, I need no rice I
need no sweet, nor even bread
I ask for nothing for myself
For I am dead, for I am dead.
All that I ask is that for peace
You fight today, you fight today
So that the children of this world
May live and grow and laugh and play.
NAZIM Hikmet