I come and stand at every door br But none can hear my silent tread br I knock and yet remain unseen br For I am dead for I am dead br br I'm only seven though I died br In Hiroshima long ago br I'm seven now as I was then br When children die they do not grow br br My hair was scorched by swirling flame br My eyes grew dim my eyes grew blind br Death came and turned my bones to dust br And that was scattered by the wind br br I need no fruit I need no rice br I need no sweets nor even bread br I ask for nothing for myself br For I am dead for I am dead br br All that I need is that for peace br You fight today you fight today br So that the children of this world br Can live and grow and laugh and playbr br Nazim Hikmetbr br