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Dawn Awaits.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Dawn Awakes


Discussions falter, tempers fly

Battles and wars increase

As men women and children die

Devoid of inner peace


Evil flourishes everywhere

Few of us understand

Why nought and no one seems to care

While pestilence floods the land


Fools may wonder about the fuss

Failing The Truth to see

That only grace reveals it’s us!

Unwilling to be free


To leave, no more to look behind

All bridges break and burn

To pay the past no further mind

And never to return


Cast aside things foul and rotten

That flesh and bones degrade

To reach for that, by most forgotten

For that which cannot fade


To drink from life’s eternal stream

To eat as few before

To leave behind each selfish dream

Through Jesus evermore


Beyond this realm of salty tears

Of bitterness and pain

Till selfishness disappears

Hell’s shadows cease to reign


Then Heaven’s Light will surely rise

Love’s Truth will kiss the dawn

Lost souls will open wide their eyes

And truly be reborn.....

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Submitted: Monday, May 15, 2017

Last Updated: Tuesday, May 16, 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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