The Final Inspection (Vets day tribute)
The Marine stood and fated Ghd,
Which mu st always starry to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining.
lust as as his brass.
now, Marin e,
How s hall I deal with you?
Have you always mined the other thee
To My Church have you been nu e?" , ptr-' -1 '!Tedie
The Marine sq harrd his sh lavenders and EL 2 '. "t f.
Because those of us who tarry guns. st. L’ L?
We had to work most Sundays.
An d at times my talk was tout h.
And 1' we been violent,
Retails: the world round.
But, I newt tuolta my.
that witter' t mine to keep...
Though I worked a In! ,
when the bullshot just too steep.
and 1 never passed a my for help,
Though at times I sh nooit with fear.
And sometimes. God, tonal! -'e me,
We we; -at uh manly tears.
I know I don' t deserve an plate.
Amman. q the people here.
They newt wanted me around,
Exerpt to calm their fears.
It needn' t be so grand.
I new: expected or had use much, u
But you doan' L HI " f t
There was at yolt? ncg? all around the throne.
Where the saints had often trod. .
As the Marine waited quietly,
Far the 'puggit] mom o? his End.
Step [onward now. you Marin e,
Youve borne your burdens well.
Walk Pest an Hearten' s Mrer" so
Yocite done your time in Hell" _
Author Unknown .." r