走出纪念馆后我一屁股跌坐在门外的空地。
是石墩吗，还是椅子，思绪紊乱。
前60分钟所经过的历史长廊，
带我亲睹了当年广岛原子弹事件的血腥。
历史告诉我们，发起战争的是他们。
可是魔鬼从天而降的那一秒，那十秒，
那往后的每一分钟，
人类发明来折磨人类的战争科技
张牙舞爪地宣示它的无耻,
谁是谁非又有什么关系。
离爆原近的人被当场炸的从里到外都焦开了。
而那些孩子啊，平民啊，全身皮肤被瞬间融化了，
还得血淋淋躺在地上哀嚎惨叫两三天才死去。
是谁做了什么，才让这些令人发指的痛发生在人世间。
纪念馆后半部还放了几部模拟人型，
我越走越后悔，
为什么，我要一个人来参观。
劫后余生，是我窥见终点站时的松脱，
好几次我以为心脏就快停了。
就如在留言簿里的每一个人，
带着万千沉重的心情我颤着笔写下：
World peace, PLEASE.
No more wars.
(照片摘自网络）
A survivor's description:
'The appearance of people was . . .well, they all had skin blackened by burns. . . . They had no hair because their hair was burned, and at a glance you couldn't tell whether you were looking at them from in front or in back. . . . They held their arms bent [forward] like this . . . and their skin - not only on their hands, but on their faces and bodies too - hung down. . . . If there had been only one or two such people . . . perhaps I would not have had such a strong impression. But wherever I walked I met these people. . . . Many of them died along the road - I can still picture them in my mind -- like walking ghosts.'
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