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A Cry in the Dark
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By Michael P. Johnson
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A Cry in the Dark

 

How deep in life I had to fall

Living a constant lie

But then with back against the wall

I couldn’t help but cry

 

“I’ve had enough I can’t go on

It’s far too hard to bear

Where can I hide where can I run

Is anybody there”?

 

Angry, downhearted, plagued with doubts

But no one seemed to care

My whispers turned to frightened shouts

“Please help me if You’re there”

 

A week, a month, just crawled on by

Tears were nothing strange

Hopeless, depressed, wanting to die 

But then I felt the change

 

I heard a voice perhaps a thought

But then it came again

Though briefly was The Lord’s report

The facts were all so plain

 

I know The Father God is real

As is Jesus His Son

Knowing exactly how we feel

And all we’ve said and done

 

Upon the ground upon my face

The truth began to pour

Ridding my soul of all disgrace

Closing the devil’s jaw

 

I thank The Lord for saving me

Through Jesus’ victories won

Enabling me my faults to see

The filthy things I’ve done…..


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Submitted: Saturday, June 18, 2016

Last Updated: Saturday, June 18, 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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