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Time to Stop and Think
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Time to Stop and Think


We’re shopping in the high street

Strolling down countless roads

Walking as Satan’s sifted wheat

Bearing demonic loads


Quite normal to the selfish mind

With loads there’s nothing odd

Calloused; most hearts have grown so blind

They’ve lost all sight of God


For gain we’ll travel countless miles

For lust we’ll spare no cost

Behind our masks yet no one smiles

We’re all completely lost


We’re lost because one’s eyes are weak

We’re deaf to all but sound

We fail to know of what we seek

Or what can still be found


One needs to stop and look inside

Give thought of here and now

By grace; we’ll see how Satan’s lied

And how to him we bow


We need to stop and spare some thought

Reflect what life’s about

Consider Heaven’s true report

And stop all foolish doubt


We need to stop and catch our breath

Take score of all in sight

Consider what comes after death

And if one’s life is right


Its time to stop and take a stand

To search out Truth above

Repent; to leap from Satan’s hand

Into the arms of love…….

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Submitted: Saturday, November 22, 2014

Last Updated: Saturday, November 22, 2014

About the Poet
I never wrote a word of poetry in my life. Till the day Jesus took my hand and touched my soul.....I invite your response. However most poems are not about me! Very few are. But the feed-back good, bad or indifferent is always desired. Not meant to offend, but I write about many things in many a guise. Of life, death, lost, found, saved, backsliders, new comers, repenting souls, doubting hearts, heathens, Christians, fire, water, Satan's daughter, wallowing in sin, saved, made sound walking in Light, graceful righteous. Suffering, ecstatic, bored, excited, sad, delighted, Sick, well, lame, able, living, dying, etc. etc. etc. Writing about anything, everything and everyone as the spirit leads. All meant to reveal, waken, revive, encourage, shame, help. Gladden, pick up, exalt, portrait, liberate. Again over 99% of my work is not about me. Although at times I write as though I were or am. Speaking e.g. in the first person. This is quite common even in the bible itself. Prophets speak of themselves, then God speaks, again the prophet, then God......Quite often it's difficult to distinguish whom it is that at any given time is speaking or narrating.

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