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When All Else Fails
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By Michael P. Johnson
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When All Else Fails,br />

Does life just seem to pass you by?

It leaves a bitter taste?

You feel as though you want to die

That all is such a waste

Do you feel lost so much alone?

Depressed, you wonder why?

You waste your time, oft sit and moan?

Each night in bed you cry?

Perhaps its drugs, or excess drink?

Something to get you high

Yet with the dawn again you think

From all youd like to die

The pounding, in your head wont cease

From life, youve lost control

Youve sought to find an inner peace

Yet ache within your soul

When all else fails, life falls apart

When no one wants to know

A quiet voice; inside your heart

Oft tells us where to go

I love you child. The voice may say

Ive come to take your cares

I am The Truth, The Life, The Way

The answer to your prayers

Before your birth, I knew your name

Each day, Ive watched you grow

Upon the cross, I bore your shame

Because I love you so

Ive come my child, to set you free

To take your doubts and fears

Repent! And see no end with me

In my realm of no-more tears. .....

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Submitted: Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Last Updated: Wednesday, July 27, 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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