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Words Can Kill
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Words Can Kill

ďYou canít do that and come in here

You must do this instead

You canít drink wine you canít drink beer

And flee what lies aheadĒ

Our words can lift, or bring to fall

Attract someone or scare

Can help one walk can force to crawl

And tell us what to wear

A hat; upon a womanís head

This dress, that suit that tie

Is really this what Jesus said?

As guide to you and I?

More vital; is the fact He died!

The truth He rose again

That man on Heavenís Wind may ride

As king and priest to reign

Important, is the life we give

How now we treat Godís law

Through hope through faith in Christ we live

Or fail the mark once more

Not if we smoke a cigarette

Drink spirit, beer or wine

But if we trust The Father yet

That Jesus His Sonís divine

One burden Heaven gives to us

The yoke of Christ, His Seed

So why must man make all this fuss?

When really thereís no need

Nothing of God will wear us down

Our load He swore to share†††††††††††

So let no other steal lifeís crown

Through foreign weights to bearÖ..


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Submitted: Friday, November 9, 2012

Last Updated: Friday, November 9, 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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