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Crying In The Night.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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At the start of the beginning

Connived Satan a plan

Devious evil would tempt the heart

The consciousness of man


God’s Word was there and saw it all

His Ghost and Father too

Witnessing the dreadful fall

The devil led us to


Perfect Adam and Eve were made

Each in their Father’s form

But soon perfection was to fade

Within man’s primal storm


Such harsh consequences pursued

Man’s genesis of plight

Man and wife completely nude

Were cast out in the night


Crying screaming to and fro

Wondering what to do?

With what and where had they to go?

To live and try anew


Woeful helpless dreadful alone

The two began to cry

With hearts cold as ancient stone

They sought The Lord on high


“Forgive us Lord” was first their call

“Sorry for what we’ve done

But he who made us children fall

Tempted what You’d begun”


So first it was and now is still

The fight we all go through

The devil’s out our soul to kill

But Christ died just for You.....

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Submitted: Tuesday, February 27, 2018

Last Updated: Wednesday, February 28, 2018

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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