Barefoot Gen Haiku CollectionNikki SmithONEterror, running, thoughhelp cant save us, covering ourselves from the world.TWOhoods to protect us,foolishness of my bare feet, fear is now my real.THREEplanes now coming here,bombs going off all over,my reality.FOURall of these sounds I hear, mean no one is safe now,what are we to do?

FIVEIm so cold but nowI get to finally eatthank you my father