iniquity, depravity
crimes against humanity
conflagration, radiation,
man made this abomination
enormity, deformity,
war’s enduring legacy
experimentation, humiliation
who needs victim’s approbation?
cessation, condemnation?
war has no such aspiration
obliteration, extermination,
then,
our final destination
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Touching and thought provoking. Well done.
Thanks, Vampireweather, for the comment and stopping by
That’s quite an image you’ve got there, BB. Grim but just beautifully written.
Thanks, Kate – ‘grim’ is very apt for war and its consequences
well damn
Self-damned, I think, Chris.
I like the concept of your blog: taking photos of everyday objects – your flickr photos are a boon to bloggers, I’m sure.
Thanks for stopping by.
Such hard hitting and powerful words, bb, It’s always mans inhumanity which makes you shiver in horror, making you wonder how it starts, then gains momentum, almost feeding from itself.
xPenx
It makes me wonder how it can ever be justified, Pen, Thanks xx
Is there no end to the inhumanity of humankind? Well done, Bb.
Thanks, Adee – us humans are a conflicted, aren’t we – capable of such terrible things but also capable of great kindness and selflessness
This is very powerful. There’s an anger there and a sadness too. Sometimes I just can’t bear to think of Hiroshima and the horror of it. Today it seems unfathomable that it happened. But it did. Very well written.
Thanks, Selma – yes, very much sadness and anger – it’s the personal accounts and stories that always get me about any of these events in history – in this case, to see and hear how traumatised the remaining survivors are still after 66 years.
We don’t seem to have learned to many lessons since that tragic event 😦
Important poem bluebee – the title is great.
I love the word conflagration – I had to look it up once in the dictionary, and was surprised that it meant something a little different than what I thought 😉 (for some reason I thought it had something to do with whipping).
Thanks, Gabrielle – it certainly does seem that way – history shows (something I find really peculiar) that we humans haven’t seemed to have evolved to learn from the mistakes of others, and learn only (and then only sometimes) once we ‘ve made them ourselves.
Whipping! ha, ha – something Freudian going on there, perhaps? 😉
Very well put, bluebee.
Thanks, Cin
Cool, very Bob Dylanesque.
At the risk of being branded a heretic, dare I say that I’ve never been able to get past Dylan’s voice long enough to listen to his lyrics, but I believe they are inspired, so thanks 🙂
beautiful play of words! 🙂
Thanks, Habiba 🙂
… and it goes on and on and we weary and wonder why it doesn’t end. An extraordinarily well done poem. Much appreciate for this gift, BeeBlu.
Sadly, it seems that we will never find the answers we seek on the why. Thanks for these comments, Jamie.
Man…what have we lived for??
Living a life of hate is such a waste of a life, Don