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The Bride's Enema.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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† † † The Bride's Enema.....†

We all become of what we eat

And what we eat; is earth

Yet food consumed at Jesusí feet

Develops spirit birth

Godís Spirit cleans His chosen few

Gives sup on Zion hill

Rids lust for garlic onions too! ĖNu.11:5

According to His will

Heaven reveals what devilís hide

Which seed theyíll plant in vain

Such filth heíd constipate the bride

Causing much stress and pain

Too oft we lend the devil wings?

Denying Jesusí love?

Content hearing how Satan sings?

We seek no more above

We must give God hellís toxins found

Manís jealousy and hate

Demonic fruit in holy ground

Will harm and constipate

Best put an end to all thatís foul

Refuse the devilís wine

Consider rumblings of the bowel

Lovesí medicineís divine

Receive Lifeís enema today

Gods Hyssop Branch and Flame

Bring swift an end to lifeís decay

Through faith in Jesusí name

Accept The Truth, Godís guiding Light

Receive His promised Jewel

Knowledge, wisdom, infinite sight

And end satanic rule.....


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Submitted: Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Last Updated: Wednesday, February 20, 2013

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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