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The Author's Hand
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By Michael P. Johnson
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The Author's hand

 

Murder’s committed everywhere

Cheating’s become the norm

The world we know seems not to care

Carousing in the storm

 

So people fear to walk the street

Since guns appear to rule

Even neighbours will seldom greet

Frightened they’ll greet a fool

 

Now rape is practiced day and night

Buggery’s not seen odd

Suicide’s reached an unknown height

While few give thought of God

 

Gambling, drinking, Addicts with knives

Robberies are common ground

Is it perchance transgression thrives?

Such evil works abound

 

Children employ the vilest curse

Women shy not to kill

The human race grows daily worse

Against God’s sovereign will

 

The world is full of satanic tools

Within the devil’s hand

Removing Jesus out of schools

Will no one understand?

 

Who thinks today of wayward sins?

Who gives a thought of God?

So day by day the devil wins

While parents spare the rod

 

The world must stop, should take a look

Must learn to understand

Life’s guidance comes from God’s own book

Penned through The Author’s hand.....


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Submitted: Friday, June 5, 2015

Last Updated: Friday, June 5, 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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