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I am wary of

Plutonium leaking out.

Entire districts'

produce are banned in Japan.

Why? Plutonium

sank deep into our Mother,

poisoning what she would give.

The Children of Tsutomu

I'm trying to wrap my head around the current natural and atomic crises going on in Japan. I previously wrote a waka about Tsutomu Yamaguchi, a man who survived both atomic bombings. Given what this generation of Japanese are dealing with, I wrote this and the next poem. Tell me what you think.

The Children of Tsutomu

My heart extends to

the Children of Tsutomu.

You inherited

Atomic inclinations.

Now, when fierce waters

rise over borders, also

your Father's nightmares return.