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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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