THE IRONIC LITTLE BOY !

When they said ‘Little Boy’, this is the image that appeared in my mind… a young boy… innocence… naughtiness… tantrums… and that all. Not 100 miles perhaps did the thought of a bomb appear in mind! A bomb that killed thousands and more!

And they named the bomb ‘Little Boy’ … IRONIC… don’t you think?

NOT SO LITTLE- LITTLE BOY

I wonder if it intended irony Or sarcasm meant, perhaps For ‘Little Boy’ it is so-called And a devilish feat He portrayed, hundreds of thousands Allay as deep. Aye! No words endorsed And I still wonder, like I marvelled Then, a joke? I couldn’t laugh It slandered out and that was all Whats next? I merely reasoned Mama made me run, naked As I wondered, where my clothes? Then I moaned and hushed it I dozed and wondered if I did ‘Cause real as fire, not funny yet I whimpered with soundless cries Treaded on men as i moved, heads Said sorry but who did judge? Now phases have passed though Agony still sears, I still wonder Why ‘little boy’ they called it If little was not comparable For my nation is perishing since Curse upon thee, I say. sania harris