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Behind Shrouded Eyes
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By Michael P. Johnson
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† † † †Behind Shrouded Eyes

Whilst down lifeís corridors we tread

To classrooms long since gone

We see the rich the famous dead

Without Godís Lamb & Son

We see their misty clouded eyes

Each stinking prison cell

No thought of God or paradise

No thought of death and hell

Tightly confined in self made jails

Unknown Godís Truth & Light

Behind the devilís masks and veils

Devoid of any right

So darkness reign their shrouded minds

Lustful they thirst for gold

We see the chains, which Satan binds

We see their spirits cold

Where glowing hearts in praise should beat

Where tongues to God should cry

But tears and pain show manís defeat

Whilst bound in sin they die

But God can see manís loathsome state

He sees oneís heavy chains

He sees the day is growing late

How Satan easily reigns

Godís eyes can see the heart of pride

Where man should come and go

He sees His Son with arms held wide

And who donít want to know

God also sees the eyes that see!

The ears lifeís Truth can hear

Itís these; He sends the world to free

And teach His name to fearÖ

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Submitted: Thursday, August 15, 2013

Last Updated: Friday, August 16, 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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