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Poor old Enola Gay
I. How?d you like to be named this way then spend unrest in a widows grave? Please to Saints, protect her there she holds the Devil?s name in error and bears the fury of hells barrage as the model on a fuselage Four walls wrath tenfold in suns points straight to where the deeds were done now fission eyeslits fallout dreams fill her rest with acid screams one hundred thousand vapor cries swim in her bones and gnaw her thighs ten thousand mangled shoeless trikes inch quiet towards her playground strikes one thousand geisha silkworms spin kimono death songs for her kin one hundred fathers hari kari the pain and march deaths army towards her name ten elders in memory live Enola Gay whom they can?t forgive II. Who was that nameless bombardier or captain brave who steered them clear from flak filled slanted bullet eyes that took their bombers to our skies? Who armed the boy cold in the bombers womb now sleeps in Harry?s hero tomb? Which general gave the last command to glass the beaches of Japan? Whose science was she unaware when Enola woke the world in scare?
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