| Lawrence Sanders Jr. (Wewe) Served: 1968 |
| Lawrence (WeWe) Sanders and John Warkintin |
| ________________________________________ The Soldier stood and faced his 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 alot of overtime When the bills got just too steep And I never passed a cry for help Though 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 all the Saints trod As the Marine waited quietly For the judgment of his God "Step forward now, you Soldier You have bore your burdens well Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets You've done your time in Hell." |