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Are You There?
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Are You There?


I feel a little foolish here

A little strange right now

Even to the verge of fear

I close my eyes and bow


If you are real God let me know

Just let this torment cease

There’s nowhere else on earth to go

To find myself some peace


I’m praying here bending my knees

I’m here crying to you!

If you are real then show me please

At least a little clue


Can you see me beating the floor?

My face grimaced in pain

Oh God! How can I know for sure?

Or is it all in vain?


But if you’re real, then there must be

Something here to find

For me to know to hear or see

How can I be that blind?


Surely there must be something there

Or someone who can tell

There has to be something somewhere

To save from this and hell


You must be there you have to be

Or else there’s something odd

Creation’s far too plain to see

For not to be a God


So here I am God here am I

Praying as You can see

Don’t let me as a sinner die

Please come down and save me…..

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Submitted: Friday, October 14, 2016

Last Updated: Friday, October 14, 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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