Soldier’s Conversion Poem
On the 100th anniversary of World War I
28th July 2014
Found on the body of a dead soldier
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 didn’t exist.
And like a fool… I believed all of this.
Last night from the bunker I saw your sky.
I figured right then they had told me a lie.
Had I taken time to see the things you had made,
I’d have known they weren’t calling a spade a spade.
I wonder, God, if you’d shake my hand.
Somehow.. I feel that you will understand.
Funny, I had to come to this hellish place.
Before I had the time to see your face.
Well.. I guess the ‘zero hour’ will soon be here.
But I’m sure not afraid, since I know you are near.
The signal.. Well God… I’ll have to go.
I like you… this I want to you know.
Look now… I’m going into a fight.
Who knows? I may come to your place tonight.
Though I wasn’t friendly with you before,
I wonder God, if you’d wait at your door.
Look… I’m crying! Me! shedding tears!
I wish I’d known you these many years!
Well, I have to go now, I’ll say good bye.
Strange… since I met you, God, .. I’m not afraid to die.