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Behind a Mask of Smiles.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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† † Behind a Mask of Smiles.....

Is how we speak, of Davidís Root?

Is how we see, Godís will?

The reason we bear rotten fruit

And see the graveyards fill

Stylishly dressed in suit and gown

Our lives display no flaw

But still we play the devilís clown

Living as Satanís whore

We swagger down the churches aisles

Content weíll sit in pews

Though God can see oneís mask of smiles

Can see behind oneís ruse

These hypocrites, is loud the cry

The world shrinks back in awe

In spiritual rags still countless die

Outside the churches door

Lifeís stumbling blocks of flesh and bone

Persistent through each age

Will stand before The Lord alone

When Judgement turns their page

But is this how the saved should live?

When raised as Jesusí bride

Has not the church the world to give

If Truth resides inside

If Jesusí Spirit set us free

If Jesusí loveís to share

How can the world us plainly see

Gorging satanic fare

Is God exalted in each thought?

Delighted with your deeds

Is this The Truth the facts weíre taught?

Or fruit of Satanís weeds?.....


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Submitted: Thursday, August 1, 2013

Last Updated: Thursday, August 1, 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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