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The Computer Age
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By Michael P. Johnson
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The Computer Age

Computers are today the rage

To all is knowledge free

But who can calculate the age?

One isn’t meant to see


We’re living in the time of grace

Salvation’s here and now

And all may see The Father’s face

Who’s knee to Jesus bow


But who can see the signs at hand?

Who’ll analyse the time?

Who by God’s grace will understand?

To end their filthy crime


Who’ll seek to flee damnation’s flames?

Who’ll seek life’s guiding Light

Instead of playing computer games

Or browsing day and night


The bible’s here for all to see

History is made so plain

Christ Jesus came to set us free

And give us life again


But who’ll spare time to read the book?

Who’ll take to hand life’s guide?

Who’ll flick the switch and take a look?

What God’s written inside


Where is one’s heart where is one’s mind?

Where will this madness lead?

When will we see this world’s gone blind?

And fails to see its need


Oh yes; we’re in the laptop age

But still the bible’s here

Though Truth cries out on every page

Who’ll bother now to hear.....? 

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Submitted: Saturday, May 23, 2015

Last Updated: Monday, May 25, 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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