Nuclear Weapons

"I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones. The release of atom power has changed everything except our way of thinking...the solution to this problem lies in the heart of mankind. If only I had known, I should have become a watchmaker.“ – Albert Einstein

Albert Einstein

• Albert Einstein was born at Ulm, in Württemberg, Germany, on March 14, 1879.

• He died on April 18, 1955 at Princeton, New Jersey.

• Russell-Einstein Manifesto was issued on July 9, 1955.

Destruction

(Hydrogen Bomb)

•The destruction radius is 220 km

• Causes 3rd degree burns at 180 km away

• Radiation detected thousands of kilometers away.

Radiation

TO PRIPYAT (Liubov Sirota)

1.

The bowed shoulders of a conscience awakenedmust bear the burden of torment for life.It's impossible, believe me,to overpoweror overhaulour pain for the lost home.Pain will endure in the beating heartsstamped by the memory of fear.There,surrounded by prickly bitterness,

why was it abandoned forever?

2.

There, our dreams wander like clouds,illuminate windows with moonlight.

There trees live by unwavering memories,remember the touch of hands.

there will be no one for their shadeto protect from the scorching heat!At night their branches quietly rockour inflamed dreams.

But the hour will pass . . .Abandoned by dreams,

will freeze and bid us farewell! . . .

We can neither expiate nor rectifythe mistakes and misery of that April.

our puzzled town asks: since it loves usand forgives everything,

At night, of course, our townthough emptied forever, comes to life.

How bitter for them to know

Stars thrust downonto the pavement,to stand guard until morning . . .

the orphaned houseswhose windowshave gone insane

3.We've stood over our ashes;now what do we take on our long journey?The secret fear that wherever we gowe are superfluous?The sense of lossthat revealed the essenceof a strange and sudden kinlessness,showed that our calamity is notshared by those who might, one day,themselves face annihilation?. . . We are doomed to be left behind by the flockin the harshest of winters . . .You, fly away!But when you fly offdon't forget us, grounded in the field!And no matter to what joyful faraway landsyour happy wings bear you,may our charred wingsprotect you from carelessness.

Lumberjacked City

her expectationThe daily ration,Survival on short commonsIn the safety of an obscure and unimportant cityNowhere near a battlefield.Then the universeGives her a nudge.The fireballIs a red-hot furnaceSlammed directly into her eyes.The blastIs a utility poleRammed up her privacy.She has nothing sacred.She is one big meathook rape,Helpless to defend herself.Her back is broken,Her hair on fire,Her teeth displaced.Her nose is a red truncation.The caprice of demons chortles in her flesh.

She dies in slow eternities,Forgetting,As she dies,The colors black and white,Her father's name,And what exactly that it wasHer mother's milk once tasted of.The cherry blossom will no longer bloom for her.Dying,She forgets her very name,So you, if you so choose,May give her one of yours.

Hiroshima is a woman,

Conclusion