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The Yellow Brick Road
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By Michael P. Johnson
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The Yellow Brick Road

 

The yellow brick road’s behind me

Life’s fable bubble burst

The living Truth has set me free

Of all which held me cursed

 

The bible makes it crystal clear

Though many find it strange

Whilst in sin and while still here

One’s life has need of change

 

God’s Son is willing all to share

He’s ever standing by

He’ll come inside answering prayer

To teach one’s souls to fly

 

It’s neither myth nor fairy tale

Yet written for each child

Who’s lost, who’s failed chained up in jail

That they be reconciled 

 

The bible tells we’ve fallen short

We’ve failed what’s true and right

But reading Jesus’ true report

He’ll cause to see The Light

 

God’s book of life is written now

The past and future’s one!

But still today if now we bow

Life’s crown may still be won

 

So come right now and take a look

Allow your heart to see

Believe what’s written in The Book

To set your soul here free 

 

He’s coming soon, He’s on His way

Of this, there is no doubt

Best turn to Christ, God’s Lamb today

Before your time runs out….. 


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Submitted: Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Last Updated: Tuesday, May 24, 2016

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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