The Vietnam War Memorial. It is a wall, but it is also a monster that many avoid, and many are nervous to visit. In truth, all it is though is facts. It lists the names of all the soldiers that died in the conflict that was staged in a small country in Asia. All the names.
There are so many names. Names that go on and on. There are over fifty-eight thousand of them, and every single one of them is a real person. A real man. A real woman. A real person.
A real soldier. A real American. It was probably a man who considered whether or not to even serve his country. He probably left his crying mother behind, and when he arrived in the hell that would serve as his home for many miserable days, months, years. A hell that eventually would serve as his funeral home.
Maybe he came back in plastic, or maybe he did not come home at all, as several thousand GI’s turned into MIA’s or POW’s, which then changed into names on the wall. Those brave boys, not men, boys who gave their lives for a cause that they didn’t understand were reduced from ambitious citizens in the greatest country in the world to names on a wall. At the Smithsonian Museum of American History, there is an exhibit of items that were left at the wall by someone who loved one of those names. A few examples of these items, are numerous wedding rings, letters, foods, a royal flush of playing cards, pictures, a six pack of beer, a bottle of whiskey, thousands of flowers, many brass arm bands which were worn by soldiers, and medals of honor. All of these different entities have a different meaning, they all carry different emotions, attitudes, and expressions that only the soldier who is only represented by a name would understand.
The Essay on Duologue and monologue to increase dramatic tension mending wall and home burial
The poems ?Mending Wall? and ?Home Burial? are about division, both on a physical level and on a mental level. ?Mending Wall? on first reading is a very simplistic poem about the annual repairing of a wall but after closer reading we can see it has a darker meaning. The poem begins with a disjointed sentence, which immediately attracts the reader?s eye. ?Something there is that doesn?t love a ...
The Vietnam War Memorial has reduced some of the toughest, proudest, and most disciplined in the world to tears. For when a veteran returns to the wall, he may recognize a few members of a platoon that he spent a few of his best years with, and what is left of that man? The other effect of the wall is that if a veteran recognizes a single name, that one name will carry a story, a legacy, and a history with him. There are fifty-eight thousand of them. Every single name has a story, a legacy, and a history with it. There are fifty-eight stories, legacies and histories on that wall.
The wall is black granite that digs into the ground so that a passerby will not be able to see it from the street. It is designed to symbolize America healing the wound that Vietnam created. From above it looks like a scar. And that is really what it is, what Vietnam is.
A scar in America’s history. Yet we will never be able to overcome that scar, and the wall gives us over fifty-eight thousand reasons why we should never forget, we should remember the stories, the small momentous. We should remember the fifty-eight thousand soldiers who decided that they trusted the government, and gave their life for world peace. Let us hope that the Vietnam War Memorial will be a constant reminder that fifty-eight thousand soldiers did indeed perish, and they should shall never be forgotten.
