Thrasher's Call

“The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want”, For He invites only me and mine to green pastures. I set my sight-lines across the waters so still, For He has restored solely me.

So if I walk through an alley wrecked by the shadow of death, I won’t fear those people, For my rounds and my mags, they comfort me.

I secure the Lord’s table against my enemies; I anoint my weapon with fresh oil; My clip overflows.

Surely Glock and my magnum will follow me all the days of my life, And I will stand guard over the door to the house of the Lord forever.