Initially, there was no official mourning for the forgotten dead The country trying to forget a war and the many who had bled Conscious overruled to honor those who had answered the call Their names inscribed for all eternity on a Black Granite Wall, The Wall is a symbol of man’s frustration, a tearful place of sorrow Where friends gather to remember wishing for another tomorrow And families unite to tearfully express their pain and everlasting love To those whose lives were given dying valiantly, like fallen White Doves, The Wall is a soothing place, where the living and the dead come together An irresistible calling radiating peace of mind and understanding forever Touching the Wall, feeling the presence of the Spirit, the cleansing of the Soul Recalling the memory of the dead, celebrating their lives through stories retold, From the other side of the Wall, it is here that I come alive to hear your prayers As you touch one side, I touch the other, hands meeting to remember days less grayer I see your tears, the laying of flowers and trinkets from my days of future past And I feel Momma’s comforting touch warming me, wishing it would last, Then I witness you lovingly run your fingers over my name, tenderly caressing Your years of grieving are at an end, My Love, time to move on and join the living And I sadly watch as a couple beside you approach, a young man and woman Both in tears, standing tall, suddenly realizing that it must be my lovely children, Dear God, when will man learn that war is not the answer or a means to an end? This Black Granite Wall is a testament to man’s folly, can’t we just make amends? Alas, that is not to be for man is doomed to repeat history reaching for the Great Fall And I’ll lie in wait for more to come, to join me behind this Black Granite Wall. Peace to all who read this poem and hope you understand. ali
Not a bad poem. Great message of course, though over expressed simply because of Pink Floyd's statement, no one will do it better in my opinion. Some advice would be to lay off so much rhyme it seems forced at times, or try mixing the lines up to create an ABAB rhyme scheme instead.
