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The lord of flies.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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With pure heart with life’s gold crown

The bride will take to wing

With Jesus’ ring with snow-white gown

Life’s victory song to sing

 

But faithless souls have need to think

For life and truth should yearn

From Heaven’s Flow graciously drink

Before The Groom’s return

 

Before arrives the devil’s beast

Cunningly to deceive

Where the young, old, greatest to least

Determine to believe

 

All will agree to his sweet demands

Meeting each countries needs

Till all the world is in his hands

Swindled by covert deeds

 

So mesmerised the world he’ll sway

By stealth enlaced with peace

Forty-two months till one fine day

His pleasantries will cease

 

When more and more begins to fall

The mask from his decree

His true agenda one and all

Will come too late to see

 

For who today believe God’s real?

Who’ll Christ His Son salute?

Soon they’ll be forced to plead and kneel

Before this murderous brute

 

These things will come, God tells no lies

This world will grow so bad

Repent; before the lord of flies

Or else you’ll wish you had.....


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Submitted: Wednesday, June 20, 2018

Last Updated: Friday, June 22, 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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