Joy Rainey King
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Now his name is on the Wall,
Just because he took the fall.
Stillness permeates the air,
As someone places a memento there.
Through tears I try to focus on the Wall,
While his loving face, I attempt to recall.
Mothers raise their little boys,
Only to be shot down, like soldier toys.
This is not a game, you see,