Kurt Hearth - Warrior's Wall

At the forefront,
of the grassy mead, my post.
Sentry to the residents, resting,
inscribed upon my field.

I am the Warrior’s Wall.
Imposing, polished granite.
Tribute, to the heroes’ names I bear.
With no sound, at attention I stand.

Heroes, who returned, not in parade’s ranks.
But, borne by troop stepping out in silence.
Silence cultivated, by bonds of respect.
Heroes, their names etched upon my face.

From every walk of life,
no matter station or status.
Visitors, comrades, as well the curious.
Before me, all become humbly reverent.

Some sob, and lean upon me.
That I might heal their pain.
Others, lay empty paper ‘cross my face.
Tracing out the names, to forever keep.

‘Tis my honor, my delegated duty.
To guard, my sleeping charges.
I shall stand my post, ‘til time infinite.
I am the Warrior’s Wall.

03May08

Kurt Hearth

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