A siren pierces my ears. Planes zip above my head.
I run, zigzagging, hiding behind trees.
A loud explosion stops me. I turn around and see a bright ray penetrate the sky.
Then, I hear the sound of rumble. Houses, buildings, and poles crumble down onto earth, leaving me in darkness.
Without being able to see, I start to hear voices. Cries and whimpers. “Help me.” “It hurts.”
People begin to emerge from behind the thick curtain of dust and smoke. Some have pieces of glass stuck in them, bleeding. Others have their torn and blood-red flesh hanging from their bodies.
Many lie asking for water. Once they finish gulping water, they expire.
Hospitals and infrastructure are gone, and deceased and injured converge. I cannot even recognize some, and numbness takes over.
When dusk comes on, I see the town drowned in red flame, which wouldn’t cease for nights and days.
Black rain starts to fall on me, sustaining devastation.
Horribly effective, Nelkumi. You aren’t old enough to have actually been present on that date, correct?
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You are correct! I wrote this from what I read and heard. 😉
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So horrible. There was a short story by Ray Bradbury named “There Will Come Soft Rains” that really brought the horror across to me. Hard to accept the reality of anything that happened before one’s birth, but that story brought it across to me.
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I am googling that short story you mentioned. Thank you for reading this and commenting, Judy.
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There are two versions and I like the first one better.
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Powerful. A reminder to us all of the possibility that lies so close. A horror to have lived through, I pray it never happens again, yet it seems almost inevitable.
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It does. That’s why, I think, I feel the urge to write things like this.
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You clearly understand what happened, so your voice is powerful.
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Thank you.
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Thank you for expressing something that needs to invade our consciousness. Well written and powerfully expressed…
Galen
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Thank you so much for your support.
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Reblogged this on Belinda O and commented:
A day we must never forget, and pray the world never relives. Thank you, Nelkumi, for sharing the horrors those you loved lived through.
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I am honored.
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I shared this on my Facebook page, too. This is too important not to share with others!
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With humility, I thank you.
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lets pray none of us ever see this happen again – powerfully written nelkumi. Thanks
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Thank you for your continuous support.
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Reblogged this on Spark! and commented:
With the anniversary of the atom bomb attacks of 1945 having just passed, it is worth taking a moment to see it from the innocents who suffered from it.
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I am honored. Thank you.
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