I come and stand at every doorBut none can hear my silent treadI knock and yet remain unseenFor I am dead for I am deadI'm only seven though I diedIn Hiroshima long agoI'm seven now as I was thenWhen children die they do not growMy hair was scorched by swirling flameMy eyes grew dim my eyes grew blindDeath came and turned my bones to dustAnd that was scattered by the windI need no fruit I need no riceI need no sweets nor even breadI ask for nothing for myselfFor I am dead for I am deadAll that I need is that for peaceYou fight today you fight todaySo that the children of this worldCan live and grow and laugh and

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Themes

  • Death — Contemplations on mortality, loss, and the legacy we leave
  • Peace — The pursuit of harmony, reconciliation, and inner calm
  • War — Reflections on conflict, peace, and the human cost of war

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