*****MAJOR TISSUE WARNING***** (I didnt even last 5 seconds) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ THE FINAL INSPECTION The policeman 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, policeman. How shall I deal with you? Have you turned the other cheek? To my church have you been true? The policeman squared his shoulders and said, No lord, I guess I aint, Because those of us who carry badges cant always be a saint. Ive had to work most Sundays, and at times my talk was rough, and sometimes Ive been violent, Because the streets are awfully tough. But I never took a penny, That wasnt mine to keep Though I worked alot 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, Ive wept unmanly tears. I know I dont deserve a place Among the people here, They never wanted me around Except to calm their fear. If youve a place for me It neednt be so grand. I never expected or had too much, But if you dont....Ill understand. There was silence all around the throneWhere the saint had often trod As the policeman waited quietly, For the judgement of his God. Step forward now policeman, Youve borne your burdens well. Come walk a beat on heavens streets Youve done your time in hell. -unknown ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - Mav
Posted on: Tue, 23 Dec 2014 05:54:20 +0000
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