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By Michael P. Johnson
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Since man from God was led astray

And sin brought change of mind

Traditions hold The Truth at bay

Religion keeps us blind


Since then the lie has multiplied

Traditions keep us down

Numerous souls have wrongly died

Beneath religion’s crown


Now Truth to most sounds strangely odd

Where Light does naught but fade

Where most traditions not of God

Religiously persuade


Tradition orders don’t and dos

Religious tides still flow

Doctrine changes countless view

Where ere the winds may blow


Can God be swayed as doctrines are?

Be influenced through lies?

Will Heaven’s Door be held ajar?

By man’s religious ties


Traditions come traditions go

Religions twist and turn

But which of them can life bestow 

And hearts truthfully burn


The Lord’s not mocked nor is He swayed

Regardless time or space

The Gospel Truth will never fade

From those with Heaven’s grace


Jesus remains The Only Way

Revealed through selfless love

Choosing to die so all astray

May rise with Him above …..

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Submitted: Sunday, July 31, 2016

Last Updated: Sunday, July 31, 2016

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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