Saturday, June 3, 2017

We Must Not Forget the Past


Nina Michailovna Vasilenko
ニーナ ミカイロヴァナ ヴァシレンコ

To Hiroshima….

From Chernobyl in the distant Ukraine
From the banks of the Dnieper, flowing on since time immemorial
I bear greetings, flying through the realm of the imagination

To come face to face with your sorrow-laden past
Quietly, quietly…the breeze sighs
Quietly, quietly…leave whisper in the trees

A sorrow-laden sun sets over Hiroshima

Through empty, paneless windows
The Atomic Dome gazes sadly upon river and town
Its rooftop will never forget August 6, 1945

The atomic bomb exploding, the fear, the screams, the children’s cries
The horror of war and death, death, death…

Scores of lanterns like tine houses float down the river
Inside those tiny houses burn the souls of Shoji, of Yasushi

Ripples breaking on the shore, the river sighs and quietly weeps

There was a school here
Four hundred children burned to death in an instant
Name after name is engraved on stone tablets

Red salvia blooms like blood filling the flower beds
Sadako flew off to the stars on the wings of a crane

Leaving what might have been a happier future on earth
Scorched trees sprout young buds

Like those trees Numata-san was scorched, yet lives on
And now she greets us
The atomic bomb destroyed Hiroshima
But it could not destroy Numata-san’s heart

Today sweet oleander blooms everywhere
Rising from the ruins, the town boasts proud rows of tall buildings
People who have never known war fill the streets

Quietly, quietly…
If you listen you will hear

The victims of the bomb sleeping under every footstep
Six rivers carry the tears of Hiroshima to the sea
The sea grows salty and bitter with those tears

People of the earth, let us not ignore this warning

Let us overcome war
Let us put a curse on war

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