i remember the boy but…

Something happened today. 

I was sitting quietly on the mountains, actually I was in slumber. For the longest time, I was nothing, darkness and cold, mud embrace with mothers love. I wasn’t complaining it kept me alive.

Outside the carpet of trees, in the forest I heard timbers falling. Tons of dirt overhauled, boulders that pressed my body for thousand of years lifted in few seconds. Life was changing.

At first I thought it was a dream. I thought I’ll never see the sun, I heard of her and her graciousness. I felt her rays and she cuddled me with warmth.

Water washed my body.

Savageness was lost.

My nakedness admired.

I was found. Finally I was found.

For years, the curious explored my body, the way they explored continents and ocean, the way they drilled holes on the earth.

The wind told me, finally metals could fly.

My heart grew fonder.

Maybe I could soar too, like a bird made of steel.

But between the flashes of light and silence of the night, the children of men, figured out my mystery.

It was a revelation to all children of men and most importantly for me.

With speed of light, coupling before my sight, destroying before the substance of my being, the children of men said, great power could be released.

Then I find my cousin being cast around me, a mighty armor, and a tough shell. I had a new name, well finally I had a name.

Then my brother lifted me up in the air, I was so happy, there were clouds and birds, they were flying with me and my brother.

I tried to talk to my brother, but he was not responding.

I found it queer, even I couldn’t hear myself; I realized I was becoming somebody else.

Frozen.

Forsaken.

Just like my brother. I begun to forgot who I am.

In the greatest confusion of my life, my brother suddenly let go of my hand.

I told him not to leave. Oh please don’t leave.

My cousins who were my armor, they were not speaking. I thought they were crying.

On the other side of the world, I listened as the hearts of the children of men stopped.

I look down where I was heading.

I listened to the hearts of children of men in this part of the world, terror flowed in their veins, and ghost flickered in their eyes.

The power…the speed of light…my being…

I kissed the ground, and annihilate the earth that used to nourish me.

“Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I’m not sure about the the universe.”

-Albert Einstein

*In August 06, 1945 the aircraft bomber Enola Gay detonated was called Little Boy in Hiroshima, Japan. It was the first atomic bomb used in civilian population.

In tradition:  2008-August-06, 2007-August-06