“The Final Inspection on crossing the bar” 

As we enter November my thoughts turn to Remembrance and I thought I’d publish this which has been written by I know not who so I hope they don’t object.

Of course the sentiments apply to everyone who has served or are serving in the Armed Services but as an ex-RN person the navy of course comes first in my thoughts.

“The Final Inspection on crossing the bar” 

The sailor stood and faced his God, 

Which must always come to pass. 

He hoped his shoes were shining. 

Just as brightly as his brass. 

“Step forward now, you old sea dog 

How shall I deal with you? 

Have you always turned the other cheek? 

To My church have you been true?” 

The sailor squared his shoulders and said, 

“No, Lord, I guess I ain’t, 

Because those of us who sail the seas, 

can’t always be a saint. 

I’ve had to work most Sundays, 

and at times my talk was rough, 

and sometimes I’ve been violent, 

Because the streets are awfully tough. 

But I never took a penny, 

That wasn’t mine to keep…. 

Though I worked a lot of overtime 

When I really wanted sleep. 

And I never passed a cry for help, 

Though at times I shook with fear. 

And sometimes, God forgive me, 

I’ve wept unmanly tears. 

I know I don’t deserve a place 

Among the people here. 

They never wanted me around 

Except to calm their fear. 

If you’ve a place for me here lord 

It needn’t be so grand. 

I never expected or had too much, 

But if you don’t…..I’ll understand. 

There was silence all around the throne 

Where the saints had often trod. 

As the sailor waited quietly, 

For the judgment of his God. 

“Step forward now, old sea dog 

You’ve borne your burdens well. 

Come sail in calm on Heaven’s seas, 

You’ve done your time in hell.”