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Is Your Mind Made UP?
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Is Your Mind Made Up?


Healthy wealthy are everywhere

Thriving as none before

Yet few show love or tend to care

Beyond their own front door


No thought of Him who gave us life

Who causes faith and trust

Who cures all ills, ends all strife

And crushes foes to dust


Because in life all nature’s free

Most doubt, shaking one’s head

So few give thanks or bend their knee

Where love is daily bread


Neighbours, we see as pests or foe

Our God we treat the same

But still His blessings flow and flow

To glorify His name


Yet wayward eyes fail truth to see

Still hearts are cold as stone

Resources that could easily be

Remain the world unknown


There’s no true love in selfish hearts

Warmth in a selfish soul

Will mercy reign when life departs?

Before our unseen goal


What value is a single breath?

Or prayer to save from ruin

Just ask the sick, those near to death

Singing a different tune


Then ask yourself what’s real and true?

What life on earth is for?

Think of God, examine your view

Is still your judgement sure?.....

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Submitted: Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Last Updated: Tuesday, December 15, 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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