Treasure Island

Lynne FincherSpringarden


Wings of Darkness


The angel of darkness
A tsunami of destruction

It took away my breath
And came with no instruction

Gone were cherry blossoms
Midst incinerated souls

No time for tears or mourning
It left our life force cold

Thirty thousand feet above
The rising sun that day

I smiled upon the children
As I watched them run and play

Then the darkness ushered in
The black cloud of despair

Consumed by mass destruction
Beyond hope of repair

Hell on earth can not describe
The darkness of that day

Delivered by the messenger
They called Enola Gay

Submitted: Thursday, June 20, 2013
Edited: Friday, June 21, 2013

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A remembrance of Hiroshima.

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