"PIKA!" The blue-white light of the flash
the heat wave--
Never in heaven or on earth
had humankind experienced this.
In an instant all burst into flames
and the ruins were ablaze.
The dead silence of the vast desert
Some fell senseless under fallen debris,
others desperately digging out.
All consumed by the crimson.
Glass shards pierced bellies,
arms and legs were lost.
People fell and were taken by the fire.
"Hurry! Get out, quick!"
"I can't!" came the mother's cry
from beneath the heavy beams.
"Then, the child!" the other shouted.
"You must escape yourself!
My child will be die with me.
She would only be lost streets."
Helping hands were pushed away.
And mother and child were devoured
by swift flames of vermillion.
（The Hiroshima Panels II "FIRE" 1950, 1.8m×7.2m）