Nâzım Hikmet Ran

“I come and stand at every door 
But none can hear my silent tread 
I knock and yet remain unseen 
For I am dead for I am dead 

I'm only seven though I died 
In Hiroshima long ago 
I'm seven now as I was then 
When children die they do not grow 

My hair was scorched by swirling flame 
My eyes grew dim my eyes grew blind 
Death came and turned my bones to dust 
And that was scattered by the wind 

I need no fruit I need no rice 
I need no sweets nor even bread 
I ask for nothing for myself 
For I am dead for I am dead 

All that I need is that for peace 
You fight today you fight today 
So that the children of this world 
Can live and grow and laugh and play 

- The Girl Child

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