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They Did Not Stop

You tend to find your way downhill, as life knocks you about,
Down to a place from which you think there’s really no way out.
You’ve got your back against a rock, and all your choices hard,
And all your muscles scream that you can’t go another yard.

Some think the answer then is to just give up and die,
But you won’t know what you can do unless you make the try.
For every lauded hero who has made it to the top,
A hundred others fell in the attempt, but did not stop.

They did not stop for hunger. They did not stop for thirst.
They did not stop when fighting got to be the very worst.
They only stopped to rest a bit, when life itself ran out,
And gave a prayer with their last thought, and sent it with a shout.

Lord, do not take my soul right now, but keep it in the fight,
I haven’t done my utmost yet, to battle for the right.
I still have fierceness in me, a rage to do my part.
Please let me try to work it out, til love is in my heart.

Unseen by all, a loving hand, so gently lays him down,
And lovingly adjusts the volume of the noise that’s all around.
Your battle’s done, it has been won, for now just take a rest,
For war is but a harvest, and I’ve taken all the best.

And soon I’ll bring a stop to it, and put all things to right,
And I’m collecting soldiers for the glory of that fight.
You’ve proved that you are one of them, and now you’ll join my ranks,
Of angels who do battle with much stronger things than tanks.

We’ll soon take on my enemies, called wickedness and greed,
And battle in the garden where all hatred is a weed.
I’ll need some help with all of that, a person just like you.
Someone who’s kind, someone who’s fair, someone who’s just. Like you.

NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . . April 29, 2004