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Last Roll Call
The Officer stood and faced his god,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his boots were shining,
just as brightly as his badge.
“Step forward now, Officer.
How shall I deal with you?”
“Have you always turned the other cheek,
to my church have you been true?”
The Officer squared his shoulders
and said, “No Lord, I guess I ain’t,
because all of those who wear badges
can’t always be a saint.
I’ve had to work most Sundays,
and at times my talk was rough,
and sometimes I’ve been violent
because the streets are tough.
But I never took a penny
that was not mine to keep,
Though I worked a lot of overtime
when the bills just got to steep.
I never passed a cry for help,
though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I wept unmanly tears
I know I don’t deserve a place
amongst all the people here.
They never wanted me around,
except to calm their fear.
But, if you have a place for me here,
Lord it needn’t be so grand.
I never expected or had to much,
if you don’t… I’ll understand.
There was silence all around the throne,
where the saints had often trod.
As the Officer waited quietly
for the judgement of his God.
“Step forward now, Officer
You have borne your burdens well.
Come work a shift on Heaven’s streets,
You’ve done your time in HELL.”
Author Unknown
Darren Hanson
July 26, 2005
