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Breath of Hope
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Breath of Hope


Specters of darkness reign within

Where Satan wears a smile

Where aching hearts are steeped in sin

And souls are spewing bile


Whilst ignorance thinks nothing wrong

Whilst shadows cloud the mind

Gladly we sing our selfish song

Serving the devil blind


While demons cheat tell constant lies

While Satan seeks to kill

Our evil deeds keep blind our eyes

And hearts grow harder still


Actions control the way we think               

Words can the soul impede

Yet deeper depths we stoop and sink

Till lost in dire need


Where ignorance still wears a crown

Where darkness takes fast hold

The devil pulls us further down

Where hearts grow icy cold


Though Satan seems one’s soul has won

Though death lays wide its doors

Calling to Christ God’s Lamb and Son

Will lock the devil’s jaws


The blood of Christ has conquered death!

Has freed us from disgrace

So hope remains whilst still there’s breath

And God affords us grace


Such knowledge is a treasure rare

To Heaven’s Gate the key

Love’s guarantee with Christ to share

The spoils of victory…..

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Submitted: Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Last Updated: Wednesday, July 20, 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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