This poem was found on the body
of a nineteen-year-old
American soldier in Vietnam...


A Boy Meets God

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 did not 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 the time to see
the things You made,
I would know they weren't
calling a spade a spade.

I wonder, God, if You
would shake my hand;
Somehow, I feel that
You will understand.

Strange, I had to come
to this hellish place
Before I had time
to see Your face.

Well, I guess there isn't
much more to say,
But I am sure glad, God,
I met You today.

I guess the zero hour
will soon be here,
But I am not afraid since
I know You are near.

The signal - well, God,
I will have to go;
I love you lots,
this I want you to know.

Looks like 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
would wait at the door.

Look, I am crying,
me shedding tears!
I wish I had known you
these many years.

Well, I will have to go now, God.
Goodbye -
Strange, since I met you,
I am not afraid to die.


Thank you, Nan, for sharing this.
Love, Caro


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