The Crying Wall It was raining the day Dad and I Went to visit the Wall. We found a place to park the car, Then made our way up the mall. We both had seen the pictures And articles about this place, But neither of us was ready For the impact of what we now faced: 58,000 names, All engraved and so precise. 58,000 souls, All paid the ultimate price. 58,000 people, All left loved ones behind. 58,000 lives, All lost before their time. One name stood out from the many Which we stopped and read. The name of our son and brother Was listed among the dead. I reached out to touch the letters And drew my hand back wet. It seemed the Wall was crying Tears of sadness and regret.
Posted on: Wed, 09 Oct 2013 05:35:49 +0000
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