At the Mall
when took a trip to the mall
to touch the statues and the wall
where all the names, etched in deep
of lives lost, remembrances to keep
and those greyed with that-day mind
come to remember or put behind
the ghosts of theirs killed that day
amends awakened to come and say
a prayer for the known and the not
and cry a tear for what they've got
that seems was given at high cost
of friends and strangers futures lost
vets want the rest to know their pride
and grieve with them for all that died
© Goode Guy 2011-11-12
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