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Suicide
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Suicide

 

There’re hills in life and rocky vales

Sharp thorns on roses too

Warm tranquil days cold stormy gales

And ways one should pursue

 

This life on earth is one grand trial

God’s sifting of the sand

Some walk to victory with a smile

Others don’t understand

 

Suicide is the lonesome door

Where darkness calls to be

Unknowing, that forever more

True death we’ll never see

 

Do not believe satanic lies

Man’s rest is not the tomb

For all who sleep will surely rise

To face God’s judgement room

 

As surely as The Father lives

Who hears children’s cry

Who loves so much, through Christ He gives

The only Way on high

 

Others are certain roads to hell

Damnation’s fiery lake

As Heaven’s Word explains so well

That there be no mistake

 

Suicide leads to endless shame

Like murder theft and lies

One needs to call on Jesus’ name

Before one’s sad demise

 

Who kill themselves cannot return!

Nor seek salvation’s claim

Without God’s grace they’ll rise to burn

In hell’s eternal flame.........

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Submitted: Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Last Updated: Wednesday, November 25, 2015

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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