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Uranium Innocence From the mouths of generals never once set alight Flesh intact, conscience beyond repair. 'I was simply fighting the noble fight!' 'They were the enemy, and quite frankly, I shouldn't have cared.' And the enemy kneels amidst ashes and dust. 'His fifteen year old mind was poisoned with lies!' 'We gotta bomb the Japs! We absolutely must!' Words will do him no good. He kneels and he cries. Massacre can still be explained; justified. 'We did it for freedom! For liberty and peace!' 'Either we drop the bomb, or they would have tried!' Hollow words cannot clean the blood from the street. The infant, she died in her mothers embrace. Perhaps she died happy, but it wasn't in vain. She's testament, a medal to the winner of the arms race! She's key to a successful re-election campaign! A war is unfair, when it comes down to truths. Because murderers are glorified in medals and uniforms. And the bombers will never wipe blood from their shoes. Because slaughter is pardoned, when it's done through the bomb.
— Siddharth Sunil Nair
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