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The Way To End It
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By Michael P. Johnson
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The Way To End It.

 

She starves and fails to understand

Why suffering is rife

Why misery afflicts her land

And plagues with constant strife

 

She thirsts but who can comprehend

The reason of her plight

Where men on men alone depend

Who fail to see The Light

 

Does no one see does no one care?

Can no one set things right?

Will no one come from anywhere?

And end this dreadful blight

 

Yet though the facts are crystal clear

The Truth is all too plain

Suffering; children disappear

Struggling all in vain

 

There is a way to end it all

Put right this world gone wrong

To see why still her children fall

Singing the same old song

 

A way to walk to end the grief

A way where eyes can see

To heal to save bring world relief

And set her children free

 

There is a way to end all wars

To bring all woes to cease

To open wide eternal doors

To everlasting peace

 

The only Way is Jesus Christ

Salvation’s only Seed

The Lamb The Father sacrificed

To meet our every need..... 


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Submitted: Saturday, November 26, 2016

Last Updated: Saturday, November 26, 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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