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Where Will You Be.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Today, tonight where could you be?

Do you believe to know?

Are you somehow able to see?

Where, or not, you may go?


No man or woman can tell you

Regardless what they say

Whatever they think, say or do

No one can show the way


Anytime we here could die

My heart or yours could cease

Not a minute to say goodbye

Nor second, to increase


Think for a while, could this be right?

Can anyone be sure?

Not having the gift of foresight

Could death not knock your door?


Imagine Heaven, think of Hell

Which way do you pursue?

God’s Book the Bible what will it tell?

Perhaps! You have a clue


Most of my life, bibles I’ve read

Although this may sound odd

No one who dies is really dead

Everything! Comes from God


God is perfect always will be

This fact is more than sure

Faith in Jesus, bowing one’s knee

Death cannot endure


Jesus is! LIFE True LOVE forever

What Heaven gives for free

Believe in GOD death cannot sever

Through ALL eternity!!!.....

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Submitted: Tuesday, April 10, 2018

Last Updated: Tuesday, April 10, 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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