10,000 Maniacs - The Big Parade
Detroit to D.C. night train, Capitol, parts East. Lone young man takesaseat. And by the rhythm of the rails, reading all his mother's mailfrom acity boy in a jungle town postmarked Saigon. He'll go live hismother'sdream, join the slowest parade he'll ever see. Her weight of sorrowscarried long and carried far. "Take these, Tommy, to The Wall."Metro line to the Mall site with a tour of Japanese. He's wanderingandlost until a vet in worn fatigues takes him down to where they belong.Neara soldier, an ex-Marine with a tattooed dagger and eagle trembling, hebiteshis lip beside a widow breaking down. She takes her Purple Heart,makes afist, strikes The Wall. All come to live a dream, to join the slowestparadethey'll ever see. Their weight of sorrows carried long and carriedfar,taken to The Wall.It's 40 paces to the year that he was slain. His hand's slipping downTheWall for it's slick with rain. How would life have ever been the sameif thiswall had carved in it one less name? But for Christ's sake, he's beendeadover 20 years. He leaves the letters asking, "Who caused my mother'stears,was it Washington or the Viet Cong?" Slow deliberate steps areinvolved.He takes them away from the black granite wall toward the othermonumentsso white and clean.O, Potomac, what you've seen. Abraham had his war too, but an honestwar.Or so it's taught in school.
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