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By Michael P. Johnson
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Suddenly yet from everywhere

The lowly soul and high

Commonly still frequently share

Exceptional ways to die


They’ll lie in suits, dignified gowns

Each of personal style

Many with horror many frowns

But few with peaceful smile


Some will have lived with self in mind

Others for personal gain

Walking through life as most mankind

Regrettably in vain


Abrupt one day their time will end

Miserably misspent

Without The living One as friend

Through whom man can repent


For those in Christ has death no sting

No fear, in Truth to die

Having The Guarantee to sing

Life’s victory song on high


Yet fools will say “There is no God!

No Heaven in the sky”

Consequently it’s not so odd

When in hell’s flames they cry


There is a God, make no mistake

An awesome Lord supreme

Through whom those sleeping finally wake

To what no fool could dream


Best live to live to rise again

Without a heart of stone

Believing trusting God till when

Christ Jesus claims His own..... 

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Submitted: Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Last Updated: Thursday, April 20, 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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