<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420250" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Moment After, a poem of Hiroshima</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It’s strange, there was no pain.<br>The atom moves too fast for that.<br>It left my shadow on that wall, <br> There’s nothing else intact.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It’s strange to die so quickly<br>I had no time for fear.<br>Swept up, as in a rapture<br>Less than a leaf, more than a tear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My conscious self dissolving<br>Like a sugar dropped in tea.<br>No body left to bury<br>You incinerated me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Elsewhere in the city<br>They’ll unearth a murdered clock-<br>It’s hands forever frozen<br>on the moment I was not.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420250" data-title="The Moment After, a poem of Hiroshima de John F. McCullagh" data-description="It’s strange, there was no pain. The atom moves too fast for that. It left my shadow on that wall, There’s nothing else intact. It’s strange to die so quickly I had no time for fear. Swept up, as in a rapture Less than a leaf, more than a..."></div> </div> </div>

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