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 this.
Last night from a shell hole I saw your sky,
I figured right then they had told me a lie.
Had I taken time to see things you 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 you will understand.
Funny, 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'm sure glad, GOD, I met you today.
I guess the zero hour will soon be here,
But I'm not afraid since I know you're near.
The signal, well GOD, I'll have to go.
I like you lots and I want you to know.
Look now, this will be a horrible fight,
Who knows, I may come to your house tonight.
Though I wasn't friendly to you before.
I wonder, GOD, if you'd wait at the door.
Look, I'm crying. Me shedding tears!
I wish I'd known you these many years.
Well, I have to go now, GOD, good-bye;
Strange, since I met you I'm not afraid to die.
This poem was found in the pocket of a Marine after the battle.
The poem was read in a Homily during a Mass on EWTN
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