Flying Japan
by Rosie Gabrielyan
Shattered glass
Buried in clouds of ash
Paint the skies black
Of Flying Japan.
Screaming voices fill their lungs
Unable to understand their tounges
Frowns form on the faces
of Flying Japan.
Blood lies on the soil
Sweat drenched by their toil
Unable to forget the murders
of Flying Japan.
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