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The Gambling Demon
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By Michael P. Johnson
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      The Gambling Demon

It starts with just a coin at stake

Till lust has gained its height

How vast great hoards countless would make

When gambling demons bite


Many a man has lost his head

Through sums beyond belief

Lying, stealing, ending up dead

To wife and family’s grief


When nothing’s left for buying food

All friends and neighbours squeezed

Still gambling demons must be wooed

And through more bets appeased


In betting shops they stand in queue

Watch wheels and tumblers spin

State lotteries, entices too

Where many pay to win


It’s not on luck that life is based

How high or low the odds

Not on a hand a bet we’ve placed

But on the hand in God’s


Forget the card you could; have turned

Forget the dice you’d toss

Great fortune lies, when Truth we’ve learned

Beneath Salvation’s cross


Jesus will soon be on His Way

Just as The Father planned

Tear up your betting slips today

It’s time to take a stand


Why gamble, if He’ll come again

Take now through Christ your cure

Betting; is if, true faith is when;

Only of God! Is sure…..

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Submitted: Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Last Updated: Wednesday, November 21, 2012

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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