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Outside the Door
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Outside the Door


Before one’s race is finally run

Whilst still the end draws near

Consider life before it’s gone

When death’s cold hands appear


Walking as countless have before

We live, we toil in vain

When suddenly death’s gaping jaw

Reaches for souls again


We’d like to run, we’ll seek to hide

Our knees perhaps we’d bend

But when we’re finally pulled inside

We’ll see it’s not the end


We’ll see The Truth of Heaven’s Light

We’ll see as countless cry

When found without a robe of white

We’ll truly seek to die


But death no sinful soul will claim

Inside of hells locked door

With Satan in the pit of flame

They’ll burn forever more


Too long we’ve been the devil’s fool

Living his evil lie

Breaking The Father’s every rule

Thinking it safe to die


It’s now! One needs to bend the knee

Be found in Jesus’ hand

Receive life’s endless guarantee

As Heaven always planned


Regardless how we’ve lived in shame

How much we’ve sinned before

Seek mercy now; in Jesus’ name

This side of hell’s wide door….

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Submitted: Thursday, October 8, 2015

Last Updated: Thursday, October 8, 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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