Supermans Final Flight - Poem by Lance Carthen
Low and behond a chapel so quite and cold.
Many have come to say goodbye to one who was one of their own.
Tears will fall as well they should.
Leaving us is the one who truly understood.
He fought for our honor and his life he gave.
Saving us from an evil from which I wont speak its name.
He carried the flag with honor and pride.
Its only fitting that it drapes his coffin as he lay dead.
Friends say your prayers wish him well one last time.
He is going somewhere where we will oneday arrive.
Remember his courage, his passion, his trust.
Never let these be forgotten, never, you must.
Let us join hands around him so he knows.
Even in death we will forever hold him close.
God as you hear us we deliver him now to you.
We pray you take him as your own and love and care for him too.
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
We now admit his body beneath the earths crust.
Let it be that we may one day join our friend.
We pray these prayers is Jesus sweet name.
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