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Damnation's Breast
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By Michael P. Johnson
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           Damnation's Breast...

The world wants all her eyes can see

When full; she'll seek for more

Yet nothing found can set her free

Nor close death's gaping jaw

 

Her master's jail is filling fast

Hell's doors are ever wide

Still burdened by her wicked past

She'll blindly walk inside

 

With lust, she drinks his cup of swill

For gain, she'll stop at nought

Her wayward brood will cheat and kill

Doubting The True report

 

Even the souls The Light have seen

Who've heard and then believed

Sitting idle as Jesus' queen

Doubting they're still deceived

 

The world needs Fire to burn inside

Place Jesus always first

She needs to see why Jesus cried

And why the tree was cursed

 

Salvation's grasped but by a few

Giving to God their all

Standing faithful, in all they do

Whilst all around them fall

 

The world is doomed as Satan's whore

Sucking damnation's breast

Fools will enter hell's gaping jaw

To find therein no rest

 

Before the bride joins Christ on high

We all; our lives must give

To sin and world choose now to die

If in the next we'll live.....


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Submitted: Thursday, August 8, 2013

Last Updated: Thursday, November 16, 2017

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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