Poem The Final Inspection

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    "The Final Inspection"

    The Soldier stood and faced God
    Which must always come to pass
    He hoped his shoes were shining
    Just as bright as his brass.

    "Step forward you Soldier,
    How shall I deal with you?
    Have you always turned the other cheek?
    To My Church have you been true?

    "The Solider 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 on 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 got just to 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 silence all around the throne
    Where the saints had often trod
    As the Soldier waited quietly,
    For the judgment of his God.

    "Step forward now, you Soldier,
    You've borne your burden well.
    Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
    You've done your time in Hell."