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Which Is It To Be.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Although I’m plagued with certain doubt

A plot still full of weed

I still can see what love’s about

And know I have a need


In everyone is something good

Like faith, hope or a smile

To live, to walk The Way we should

Patients to wait awhile


Nothing it seems has truly worth

Nothing of which to boast

Until one looks above the earth

Through Heaven’s Holy Ghost


Who comes through faith by true love’s grace

Reporting life on high

Revealing Heaven’s secret place

To such as you and I


I never thought like this before

Neither perhaps have you!

But think of hell of Heaven’s door

With certain death in view


What happens when we close our eyes?

Beyond the great divide

If Heaven, hell or Paradise

Will call your soul inside


That day will come for everyone

Today, tomorrow, when?

Life and hope have finally gone

What happens to us then?


Ever thought if Heaven is real?

If pit, of fire’s there

Will eternity; hear you squeal?

Or has God heard your prayer.....? 

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Submitted: Friday, June 23, 2017

Last Updated: Saturday, June 24, 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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