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When No Safe Place Remains.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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While peoples squabble, nations fight

While blood flows like a stream

While man deceived can’t see the light

Decadence reigns supreme

 

People need God, so eyes can see

Ears can come to hear

Need Jesus Christ to set them free

No more to live in fear

 

Soon India, China, will rise

Ignorance to invade

With hearts seeking beyond the skies

Who all creation made

 

Others will hear, see and know

What Heaven has to tell

Causing souls in peace to glow

Closing death’s ways to hell

 

No nation can thwart Heaven’s plan

Regardless of what they’ll do

What wondrous things are meant for man

Obedience; will pursue

 

Affluent lands will come to fall

While currencies fail

The proud, the rich once walking tall

Will humbly, hang their tail

 

God’s promises will all turn out

His curses rearrange

Knowledge will free masses of doubt

And minds of fools will change

 

When all God’s flock has come within

The last lamb’s safe inside

The world will see the man of sin

Where nowhere’s left to hide…..


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Submitted: Friday, August 10, 2018

Last Updated: Saturday, August 11, 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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