thedrifter
12-31-02, 06:34 AM
A Marine faces God
The soldier stood and faced God, Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining Just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward now, you soldier, How shall I deal with you?
Have you always 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;
And sometimes I've been violent, Because the world is awfully rough.
But I never took a penny That wasn't mine to keep . . . Though I worked
a lot of overtime, When the bills just got 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..
Sempers,
Roger
The soldier stood and faced God, Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining Just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward now, you soldier, How shall I deal with you?
Have you always 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;
And sometimes I've been violent, Because the world is awfully rough.
But I never took a penny That wasn't mine to keep . . . Though I worked
a lot of overtime, When the bills just got 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..
Sempers,
Roger