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I come and stand at every door,

but no one hears my silent prayer

I knock and yet remain unseen,

for I am dead, for I am dead

I'm only seven although 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 a 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 ask is that for peace,

you fight today, you fight today

So that the children of this world,

may live and grow and laugh and play