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If You Are Real.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Drifting shameful here and there

Wondering how or why

No one nowhere concern would share

To someone such as I

 

Outraged, appalled, people look on

With wealth and gentle air

Yet this poor soul's not knowing God’s Son

Still, no one shows a care

 

Still, God looked on a trifle more

When a priest passed my way

Entered his church, closed the door

And bowed his head to pray

 

This world like me is so hell-bent

Content in filth and shame

Unless they change, swiftly repent

They’ll burn in endless flame

 

A hypocrite I’m truly not

Although I’m less than clean

Don’t let this effort be forgot

Nor devils intervene

 

In truth! I’m asking if you are

If Jesus, when He died

Rise again like the morning star

And seeks a worthy bride

 

If you’re truly God, if Christ is real

Why don’t your servants tell?

Does not your church know how we feel?

Still on the road to hell

 

Here am I God, high and dry

Filthy, stinking within

Steeped in shame don’t let me die

Please save me from my sin…..


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Submitted: Friday, September 21, 2018

Last Updated: Saturday, September 22, 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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