The Final Inspection





The soldier stood and faced his God
which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining bright
just as brightly as his brass.

"Step forward now soldier, How shall I deal with you?
Have you turned the other Cheek?
To my Church have you been true?"

The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
"No Lord I guess I ain't

Because those of us who carry guns can't always be a saint.

I've had to work most Sundays

and at times my talk was tough,

But, I never took a thing That wasn't mine to keep...

Though I worked a lot of overtime

when the bills got just too steep,

and I never passed a cry for help,

Though at times I shook with fear, and sometimes,

God forgive me, I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place

Among the people here,
They never wanted me around except to calm their fears,
If you've a place for me here, Lord,

It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,

but if you don't I'll understand."

There was a silence all around the throne
Where the saints often trod

as the soldier waited quietly, for the judgement of his God,

"Step forward now soldier,

You've borne your burdens well,
Come walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,

You've done your time in HELL."

Author Unknown

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