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Too Late!!
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By Michael P. Johnson
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TOO LATE!!

      

“There’s no use standing in a daze

As though you were appalled

You should have changed your wicked ways

Whilst souls were being called

 

God is no fool He won’t be mocked

For all it’s plain to see

Now Heaven’s door is firmly locked

While you have still no key

 

When Jesus Christ to you was sent

You wouldn’t let Him in

When others warned you must repent

You glorified your sin

 

You said the Church was for the fool

The old the sick the lame

Content to break most every rule

Living your life of shame

 

God’s garner’s for the finest wheat

Hell’s flame’s reserved for chaff

Have fun my friend in all the heat

See then if still you laugh

 

Oh no my friend there’s no mistake

From sin you wouldn’t turn

Forever in the devil’s lake

You’re sentenced soon to burn”

 

“Too late too late” in fear I yell

“My God” I shout and scream

But then I found it wasn’t hell

It all had been a dream

 

There’s now no time for me to waste

Through Christ I must be free

The dream; from God was just a taste

Of what my end would be”.....


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Submitted: Friday, July 22, 2011

Last Updated: Saturday, July 23, 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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