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Sex Slaves For Sale.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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People are being raped out there

Girls and boys young and old

For sex abuse beyond compare

Are daily being sold

 

While bride and groom walk down church aisles

Couples in love embrace

Children endure with paedophiles

Inhuman vile disgrace

 

Toddlers, babies, newly born

Bought from their mother’s breast

Suffer the hardest active porn

By devil’s; demon possessed

 

Nowhere on earth is safe today

Daughter, son, nor you or I

All could be sold to fiends who’ll pay

To beasts with means to buy

 

No animal is so depraved

To sink as low as these

Stealing children to be enslaved

Vile devils to appease

 

If Sodom was not as bad as this

Gomorrah never worse

Still, Heaven witnessed no remiss       

When God sent down His curse

 

We all have need earnest to pray

For God to sort things out

The church must rise should shine today

And show the world love’s clout

 

It's hell for lost young souls out there

Each child sex slaved for sale

Let’s help them come to Heaven’s share

Through Jesus without fail.....


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Submitted: Wednesday, May 2, 2018

Last Updated: Friday, May 4, 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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