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Flourish
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Flourish

 

Darkness lingers, and devils dwell

Where Satan plants his seed

Without God’s Light these spores of hell

Evolve to deadly weed

 

So each of us should understand

Where Satan’s feet can tread

Barren; becomes that fertile land

Till plagued with shame, lies dead

 

Unfruitful is a land of sin

Devoid of Heaven’s Dew

For God to plant life’s Seed within

There’s something man must do

 

Repent; plough deep this land of ours

Prepare to multiply

Submit no more to Satan’s powers

Pay heed to Christ on high

 

Declare the devil open war

Seek strength from He who died

Allow God’s Word bring life once more

Let Jesus turn the tide

 

Though Satan may fight, twist and shout

Though sorrows may increase

Until we root hell’s devils out

There’s be on earth no peace

 

Though sinful when to God we pray

Yet to ourselves we’re true

The Lord will turn the tide one day

Revealing life anew

 

Not every plant will rise above

Countless are plagued with blight

Yet those with grace with fruits of love

Will flourish in The Light.....Darkness lingers, and devils dwell

Where Satan plants his seed

Without God’s Light these spores of hell

Evolve to deadly weed

 

So each of us should understand

Where Satan’s feet can tread

Barren; becomes that fertile land

Till plagued with shame, lies dead

 

Unfruitful is a land of sin

Devoid of Heaven’s Dew

For God to plant life’s Seed within

There’s something man must do

 

Repent; plough deep this land of ours

Prepare to multiply

Submit no more to Satan’s powers

Pay heed to Christ on high

 

Declare the devil open war

Seek strength from He who died

Allow God’s Word bring life once more

Let Jesus turn the tide

 

Though Satan may fight, twist and shout

Though sorrows may increase

Until we root hell’s devils out

There’s be on earth no peace

 

Though sinful when to God we pray

Yet to ourselves we’re true

The Lord will turn the tide one day

Revealing life anew

 

Not every plant will rise above

Countless are plagued with blight

Yet those with grace with fruits of love

Will flourish in The Light.....

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Submitted: Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Last Updated: Saturday, July 28, 2018

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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