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" SAVED"

AS THE SUN SETS, WE GET READY
WE KNOW THE ENEMY, BUT RE-MAIN STEADY

I SAID MY PRAYERS AND ASKED IF HE WOULD SAVE
FOR THIS BATTLE, COULD SEND ME TO MY GRAVE

IN OUR BUNKERS, WE'RE DOING OUR JOB
OUR ENEMY IS GOOD, HE'S NO SLOB

PERIMETERS ARE SET WITH A WIRE FENCE
BEYOND THAT, THE JUNGLE IS VERY DENSE

SHOTS RING OUT, BUT NO ONE'S HURT
IN FRONT OF ME, A THUD HITS THE DIRT

I DIVE FOR COVER, BEFORE IT BURSTS
TOO LATE; ! AM HOME IN A HEARSE

SORROW AND TEARS AS I AM PUT IN THE GROUND
FAMILY AND FRIENDS THEY ALL GATHER AROUND

I TRIED TO DO MY BEST, BUT WAS LAID TO REST
A FLAG TO MY MOTHER AND A MEDAL ON MY CHEST

THEY FIRED 21 GUNS AS A FINAL SALUTE
I DIDN'T WANT TO BE THERE, THAT POINT IS MOOT

PROTESTERS GATHER AT MY GRAVE
LOOKS LIKE THEY STILL CAN'T BEHAVE

THROUGH THE PEARLY GATES I WALK
JESUS WAS THERE, WE HAD A TALK

HE TOOK AWAY ALL MY TEARS AND PAIN
NO MORE COLD OR STANDING IN THE RAIN

SO FEAR NOT, I AM DOING DOING WELL
MY FAITH SAVED ME FROM A TRIP TO HELL

Freddy Swan, July 2007

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Kent M. Herrick, Editor in Chief, 2007

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