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It's Always Darkest
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By Michael P. Johnson
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††Itís always darkest

ďRedundantĒ was his bitter cry

Heíd heard it in the town

It left his family high and dry

The mine was closing down

How sad he thought whilst in the queue

From now Iíll have no pay

Oh Lord my God can this be true

Iím crying here today?

Iím unemployed; they heard him sob

Just how could all this be?

Thereís now no way Iíll find a job

For now Iím fifty three

There must be somewhere something new

Life canít be so unkind

My job was good my wages too

But now what jobís to find?

Right then he heard Christ Jesusí voice

So soft with loving care

ďLift up your heart my child rejoice!

Iíve heard your tearful prayer

Come now and work for me my son

Come join my chosen few

I have some work that must be done

And have a place for you

Your job with me will never cease

I hope that youíll agree

For endless life of love and peace

Awaits who work for meĒ

All this; was done to save one man

God closed a whole mine down

Who knows what next Heaven will plan?

To give a child Lifeís crown.....


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Submitted: Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Last Updated: Tuesday, March 6, 2012

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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