Foxholes

The blasts drew nearer
Each one intensely jarring
Both to earth and core
He felt his courage waning
So down he did go
Down to his foxhole praying
Prayed to anyone
Anyone who’s listening
Despite the long years
Of shamelessly denying
He fell to his knees
Relentlessly bargaining
For dear life and limb
Unaware and unknowing
That the Redeemer
Is hope and love unending
Should he meet his end
With conviction a-blazing
And goodness intact
Heaven will be awaiting

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