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Service Parts.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Service Parts

 

Are lips to kiss or truth to speak?

A nose to flaunt or smell

Are eyes for lust or meant to seek

Ways to Heaven from hell

 

However much we think us odd

Useless, infirm or fit

The body is a tool of God

To do our humble bit

 

We’ve hands to heal to work and play

We’ve feet to walk the earth

Mouths to eat, drink, speak and pray

Organs our kind to birth

 

Ears to hear nature and word

Fingers through which to feel

Hearts conceiving truth we’ve heard

Our Maker to reveal

 

Our conscious soul for right and wrong

Ten toes balance to keep

Two feet to walk, long legs to leap

Eyelids as aids to sleep

 

We’ve knees to bend assist to fall

Ankles through which to turn

A backbone to grow straight and tall

And brain for us to learn

 

We’ve teeth to chew a tongue to taste

A face for personal guise

A passage to pass daily waste

And sense to realise

 

Not many members mentioned here

But few truth to afford

To serve till when we disappear

To live with Christ The Lord..... 


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Submitted: Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Last Updated: Wednesday, April 12, 2017

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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