August 6th
- Nyasa Singh
- Sep 19, 2020
- 1 min read
It was a pretty normal day
The sun shined all merry and gay
Wind blew quietly and steadily
It was as positive as it could be
Children were playing in the ground
Their lovely voices could be heard all around
It was the perfect weather to stay out
To run, to play and what not
The early rises were all set for their routine
The day looked better than they had ever seen
This happiness was quiet suspicious too
For it was too perfect to be true
None were sad or worried or afraid
All were confident, happy and blessed
It was the date 6th of August
The day had just started with a good note
But just when at 8:15 the clock stroke
The scenery changed exceptionally
And what looked charming turned out to be misery
Suddenly everything turned bright white
For the charm now went out of sight
The people were all severely burnt
A huge pile of bodies laid contort
It was painful and horrifying sight
For is this what they felt was right?
Thousands died instantly
Was this how it was meant to be?
The people were the ultimate victims
For they are still punished ever since
It was by far the worst casualty
Which none of the sufferers deserved to see
The end was definitely the worst
But it taught something to us
That war is never ever an option
And all it leads to is great destruction
THANKS FOR YOUR TIME
HAVE A GREAT DAY AHEAD :)
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