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Creation
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By Michael P. Johnson
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† † † Creation's still groaning

Mankind behaved like wayward fools

Having it all and more

But failing to keep creationís rules

God closed to man His door

Shut tight to all through Adamís sin

Enforced, with flaming sword ĖGen.3:24

No flesh can come nor venture in

Without Godís Christ as Lord

Heís Lord of life, of Heaven too

He rules both death and hell ĖRev.1:18

What place Heíll have for me and you

Godís time alone will tell

But through The Christ, weíve now a choice

Through grace, He gives us free

Who hearken to His humble voice

Obedient bend their knee

But still we often lose The Way

Within Godís Light, weíre shy

We fear to think of judgement day

Afraid of when we die

Devoid of love we cease to care

Without Godís arm we fail

Weíre on the road to nowhere

But endless pain in jail

We must beware the road we walk

Decisions now we make

Our train of thought, the way we talk

Could be our last mistake

Progressionís scarce, since Adamís time

No change to Heavenís gates

The world enjoys her life of crime

Creation groans and waits.Ö.Ro.8:22+Jer.12:4Ö


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Submitted: Saturday, December 8, 2012

Last Updated: Saturday, December 8, 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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