HIROSHIMA

I come and stand at every door
Tho none can hear my silent tread
I come and knock yet remain unheard
For I am dead, for I am dead

I'm only seven tho I died
In Hiroshima long ago
I'm seven now as I was then
When children die they do not grow

My hair was scorched by swirling flame
My eyes grew dim, my eyes grew blind
Death came and turned my bones to dust
And they were scattered on the ground

I need no fruit, I need no rice
I need no sweets, nor even bread
I ask for nothing for myself
For I am dead, for I am dead

All I ask is that for peace
We work today, we work today
So that the children of the world
Can live and laugh and grow and play

Tune:Baez version of the Grey Silkie
Recorded by Baez
@war @child
filename[ HIROSHIM
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