Sunday, November 9, 2008


Look, God, I have never spoken to you...
But now...I want to say, "How do you do."
You see, God, they told me you didn't exist...
And like a fool...I believed all of this.
Last night from a shell-hole I saw your sky...
I figured right then, they had told me a lie.
Had I taken time to see the things you made,
I'd know they weren't calling a spade a spade.
I wonder, God, if You'd shake my hand.
Somehow...I feel that you will understand.
Funny...I had to come to this hellish place,
Before I had the time to see your face.
Well I guess there isn't much more to say.
But I'm sure glad, God, I met you today.
I guess the "zero hour" will soon be here.
But I’m not afraid since I know You're near.
The signal!...Well, God,...I'll have to go.
I like you lots...This I want you to know.
Look, now...this will be a horrible fight...
Who knows...I may come to your house tonight.
Though I wasn't friendly with you before
I wonder, God...if you'd wait at Your door.
Look...I'm crying! Me!...Shedding tears!
I wish I'd known You these many years...
Well, I will have to go now, God...good-bye.
Strange...Since I met you...I'm not afraid to die...

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