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The Devil Thought.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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      The Devil Thought.....

In His image, The Father made

From mud; a perfect man

Who’s flesh and bone should never fade

According to the plan


Life’s breath God gave in man to dwell

Spirit; assigned at birth

Neither to cease nor go to hell

But live; to rule the earth


But Satan, plagued with selfish lust

Full jealousy and pride

Observed whom God had formed from dust

And vowed to turn the tide


The moment came, through Adam’s wife

He’d lead mankind astray

To man he knew; he’d thrust death’s knife

If Eve would disobey


Reduced to mortal flesh and bone

Confined in walls of sin

Man now can feel his heart of stone

Condemned through guilt within


But all was in The Father’s sight

Knowing what must be done

It hurt, to see His children’s plight

So God sent Christ His Son


Now! Satan knows that soon will dawn

The day he’ll see no night

When all in Christ who’ve been reborn

Will rise with robes of light


The war of wars will soon take place

It’s end will see time cease

Then bride and Groom before God’s face

Will live in endless peace..... 

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Submitted: Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Last Updated: Wednesday, February 13, 2013

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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