“There’s a Wall in Washington” by Iris Dement

There’s a wall in Washington
and it’s made of cold black granite
They say 60,000 names are etched there in it
in that wall in Washington

A father, he traveled from far away
to walk the path ’til he finds that name
He reaches his hand up and traces each letter
The tears they fall as his memories gather
for the boy who filled his heart with pride
is now but a name that’s been etched
in the side of this wall in Washington

A mother she traveled from far away
to walk the path ’til she finds that name
She reaches her hand up and traces each letter
The tears they fall as her memories gather
She feels the baby at her breast
but her heart it breaks because all that is left
is this wall in Washington

A boy, he traveled from far away
to walk the path ’til he finds that name
He reaches his hand up and traces each letter
He stares at the name of his unknown father
His heart is young and it’s filled with pain
in anger he cries out

“Who is to blame for this wall in Washington
that’s made of cold black granite?
Why is my father’s name etched here in it
in this wall in Washington?”

*To all the veterans*

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4 responses to ““There’s a Wall in Washington” by Iris Dement

  1. Pamela an exceptional poem, perfectly crafted and expressing my belief that all war is a criminal act.

  2. Agreed, Viv, there is so much to hate about war. I hope you are feeling better. ox

  3. A beautifully written tribute, Pamela.

  4. War caters for those who see themselves as saviors. They feel great to notch victories continually etching names on the walls for posterity. Not realizing many are affected and they go back heart broken after each visit. It’s sad! Nicely Pamelita!

    Hank

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