The Commotion

As my dad boarded the ship, I heard shouting and screaming. I heard propulsions.

Explosions were everywhere, and there was a ton of fire.

I saw people fleeing, people in planes and people on there shooting guns.

Is my dad dead, yes, and I am aware, now he is someone I admire.

The explosions got bigger and growing, and my mom pulled my hand, and all the heat felt like I was carrying tons.

And people were being shot by the people in the air, which made the situation more dire.

I've been longing and longing, for Dad who died at Pearl Harbor that great boat that carried bread, corn, and buns.

And when I feel that other people who feel like me are rare, I think about my dad's boat which was named Taiyo Maru.