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By Michael P. Johnson
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Searching around looking above

Probing most everywhere

You’ve looked for peace you’ve searched for love

But only found despair

 

You feel depressed so down and out

Each day is like before

Knowing tomorrow without doubt

Will be the same once more

 

Too many times you feel alone

Laughter is less than rare

Your heart feels cold as granite stone

Yet no one seems to care

 

Old age draws closer every day

Now youth is years behind

What can you do what can you say

To bring some peace of mind

 

God knows your heart your thoughts are plain

He sees your soul within

He knows you think your life’s in vain

Because of all your sin

 

For You He came for You He died

Suffered atrocious pain

That grace and love be multiplied

For you to start again

 

He’s shown His love power and grace

Show Him, you truly care

Just bend your knee seek Jesus’ face

Just ask Him if He’s there

 

With humble soul with heart, that’s true

Ask forgiveness above

I guarantee He’ll answer you

And shower you with love…..


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Submitted: Saturday, November 18, 2017

Last Updated: Saturday, November 18, 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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