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A Wheelchair View
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By Michael P. Johnson
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A Wheelchair View

ďJust like a bird within a cage

This room is all I see

Yet when I turn my bibleís page

Iím well and truly free

When no one comes to take me out

Although Iím here for days

Iím not alone I have no doubt

I feel my Lordís embrace

Iím walking sound in Jesusí hand

Through dales up mountains high

The bible makes these feet to stand

And by Godís grace I fly!

Though hand to mouth, some people speak

Of me they give no mind

They look, and think my mind! is weak

Iím deaf, Iím dumb and blind

My brains alive Iím only lame

My heartís brim full of song

Since first Christ Jesus to me came

I praise Him all day long

Could be my house, is in your street

Perhaps when next you stroll

Come take me out, just for a treat

My God will bless your soul

To some! Iím such a great surprise

When time with me they share

When first they look into my eyes

And see Christ Jesus there

In Christ I live I laugh and cry

Through grace Iím born anew

So come my friend please donít be shy

Iím human just like youĒ.....


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Submitted: Monday, July 18, 2011

Last Updated: Monday, July 18, 2011

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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