Nobody Even Dared Him Poem by Gert Strydom

Nobody even dared him
but Harry S Truman gave the command
to dropp two atomic bombs
in quick succession

while relaxing in his lounge chair
and the Enola Gay flew away
while Harry played with his grandchildren
to far off Hiroshima
and another bomber went to Nagasaki

and the people of those cities
were no longer there
had been obliterated in two blasts
with the intensity of exploding suns

with mushroom clouds rising in the air
right into the upper atmosphere
and two hundred and forty thousand
men, women and children
had been evaporated, shot to bits,
fried and incinerated

and those that remained were contaminated
with gamma radiation and suffered terribly
from the effects of it
and poor Harry did not know
how to use a rifle nor a gun
to win a decent war

and thought that dropping atomic bombs
would be great fun, displaying American power
to the world, with weapons
incinerating like the sun
and would greatly retaliate the losses
at Pearl Harbour
and by ordering it became a mass murderer.

[References: They Dared Him by Kevin Myhill. Anybody that views this poem as a attack on America, or Americans in general, do not really comprehend what it is saying.]