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You Must Escape
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By Michael P. Johnson
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You Must Escape


You must escape you need to flee

I too was thoughtless young

So many traps were set for me

So many songs unsung


The devil had me in his sight

He’d planned my life so well

Flaunting the daunting city lights

That paves the way to hell


I took the bait just like a fool

Seeking for wealth and fame

I broke in life most every rule

And felt thereby no shame


For yet a while my selfish way

Brought riches sweet and fine

Seductively was led astray

Through lust and wayward wine


With great delight I drank his brew

His meat I ate at will

Yet still for more I would pursue

Seeking in vain my fill


With broken heart with aching head

So pitiful a state

Totally lost near as dead

I heard to change my fate


I saw the love of God walk by

Christ’s servant on the street

I saw the glint within his eye

When helping to my feet


That day I felt The Truth my friend

The same I now impart

Receive with love what God would send

To heal a welcome heart.....

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Submitted: Sunday, March 22, 2015

Last Updated: Sunday, March 22, 2015

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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