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    The poem is told from the perspective of a 7-year-old girl who died in the atomic bombing of Hiroshima. She describes how she knocks on doors but remains unseen as she is dead. She recalls dying in Hiroshima long ago at age 7 and remains that age even in death. Her body was burned and destroyed by the bomb. Though dead, her only request is that people fight for peace so that children in the world can live freely without fear of violence or war.

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    The poem is told from the perspective of a 7-year-old girl who died in the atomic bombing of Hiroshima. She describes how she knocks on doors but remains unseen as she is dead. She recalls dying in Hiroshima long ago at age 7 and remains that age even in death. Her body was burned and destroyed by the bomb. Though dead, her only request is that people fight for peace so that children in the world can live freely without fear of violence or war.

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    Nazim Hikmet Nazim Hikmet: The Little Girl of Hiroshima The Little Girl of Hiroshima

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    The poem is told from the perspective of a 7-year-old girl who died in the atomic bombing of Hiroshima. She describes how she knocks on doors but remains unseen as she is dead. She recalls dying in Hiroshima long ago at age 7 and remains that age even in death. Her body was burned and destroyed by the bomb. Though dead, her only request is that people fight for peace so that children in the world can live freely without fear of violence or war.

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    The Little Girl of Hiroshima The Little Girl of Hiroshima

    Nazim Hikmet Nazim Hikmet

    I come and stand at every door I come and stand at every door
    But none can hear my silent thread But none can hear my silent thread
    I knock, and yet remain unseen… I knock, and yet remain unseen…
    For I am dead, for I am dead For I am dead, for I am dead

    I’m only seven, though I died I’m only seven, though I died
    In Hiroshima long ago In Hiroshima long ago
    I’m seven now as I was then- I’m seven now as I was then-
    When children die, they do not grow. When children die, they do not grow.

    My hair was scorched by swirling flames, My hair was scorched by swirling flames,
    My eyes grew dim, grew dim and blind; My eyes grew dim, grew dim and blind;
    Death came and turn my bone to dust, Death came and turn my bone to dust,
    And that was scattered by the wind. And that was scattered by the wind.

    I need no fruit, I need no rice, I need no fruit, I need no rice,


    I need no sweets, or even bread; I need no sweets, or even bread;
    I asked for nothing for myself, I asked for nothing for myself,
    For I am dead, for I am dead. For I am dead, for I am dead.

    All that I asked is that for peace All that I asked is that for peace
    You fight today, you fight today. You fight today, you fight today.
    So that the children of the world So that the children of the world
    May live and grow and laugh and play. May live and grow and laugh and play.

    The Little Girl of Hiroshima The Little Girl of Hiroshima


    Nazim Hikmet Nazim Hikmet

    I come and stand at every door I come and stand at every door
    But none can hear my silent thread But none can hear my silent thread
    I knock, and yet remain unseen… I knock, and yet remain unseen…
    For I am dead, for I am dead For I am dead, for I am dead

    I’m only seven, though I died I’m only seven, though I died
    In Hiroshima long ago In Hiroshima long ago
    I’m seven now as I was then- I’m seven now as I was then-
    When children die, they do not grow. When children die, they do not grow.

    My hair was scorched by swirling flames, My hair was scorched by swirling flames,
    My eyes grew dim, grew dim and blind; My eyes grew dim, grew dim and blind;
    Death came and turn my bone to dust, Death came and turn my bone to dust,
    And that was scattered by the wind. And that was scattered by the wind.

    I need no fruit, I need no rice, I need no fruit, I need no rice,


    I need no sweets, or even bread; I need no sweets, or even bread;
    I asked for nothing for myself, I asked for nothing for myself,
    For I am dead, for I am dead. For I am dead, for I am dead.

    All that I asked is that for peace All that I asked is that for peace
    You fight today, you fight today. You fight today, you fight today.
    So that the children of the world So that the children of the world
    May live and grow and laugh and play. May live and grow and laugh and play.

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