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[aid] => mick
[title] => Reflections on the Mall
[time] => 2004-07-29 19:58:51
[hometext] => Washington, DC
[bodytext] => A squad of soldiers slogs uphill, nineteen men wary, vigilant, forever on patrol through rough terrain, inclement weather, a rice paddy frozen in time. Watched over by nameless faces, images etched on the dark wall of our memory. Down the walk, 2000 miles and a decade away, three nurses are caught in eternity. One cradles the wounded, another is on her knees, a sense of despair, a third looks to heaven, a plea for salvation from God or a helicopter? This is “The American Pieta.” Closer to home, three brothers in arms are facing the wall, weapons at rest, they support each other, watch over fallen comrades and friends, faceless names forever engraved on the dark wall of our memory. And while we sat at home living the American Dream watching TV, eating fast food, going to school, dating girls, driving fast cars and drinking in bars,they were called away to distant lands, some never to return. We can never forget. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 57 [informant] => pvd [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 25 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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