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Of Grave Concern
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By Michael P. Johnson
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† †Of Grave Concern

It seems world sin will never cease

Each day increasing more

Believing deathís eternal peace

To endless rest the door

The devil seeks to keep man blind

Would like to keep us slave

Thinking deathís peaceful arms to find

In silence of the grave

Though silent seems the grave to be

Though man may close his eyes

In death no soul can bend the knee

But to Godís judgement rise

Make no mistake of lifeís dark vale

The Truthís made crystal clear

The bibleís not a fairy tale

Nor story children fear

Once cemetery gates are opened wide

Once death has come to reap

There is no place where souls can hide

Nor bed where spirits sleep

Though few see winterís silver dawn

Witness lifeís ebbing days

Yet ere lifeís breath is finally torn

We fail to end our ways

We need to change as God commands

Repent before the night

Take hold of Jesusí graceful hands

To walk lifeís path of light†

Still countless live as Satanís tools

Still walk the devilís path

To finally die eternal fools

And face the coming wrath.....


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Submitted: Saturday, August 3, 2013

Last Updated: Saturday, August 3, 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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