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To Life.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Is God a man a man can fool?

Finite as all we see

Could Satan fashion as a tool

The King who’s yet to be


Was this the reason of the tree?

The ruse he’d use to win

Or Jesus’ means to victory

To rid the world of sin


Battle of darkness war of Light

Encounters of free will

Forever to set true peace to flight

The living One to kill


Throughout the ages of the past

Unto the present day

How do we see The First & Last?

The Truth The Life & Way


For if indeed the Bible's true

And Christ is as we read

Then life could be for but a few

Who plant in love their seed


Sew not to self for selfish gain

Deceit or wanton lust

From such Heaven withholds its rain

Until they turn to dust


Best plant to life whilst yet one can

Yield that which love awaits

Live first to God then fellow man

As wisdom well dictates


Be wise take care love isn’t blind

Regardless what men say

God sees the heart each thought each mind

Along life’s chosen way…..

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Submitted: Friday, January 5, 2018

Last Updated: Friday, January 5, 2018

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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