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Times Running Out
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Times Running Out

 

 

As less on earth seek truth above

As fewer people care

So rare becomes fragrance of love

While sin pollutes the air

 

Lust for silver for gold for jewels

For neighbour’s wares and wives

Willing to serve as Satan’s tools

Cursing and ruining lives

 

Yet who has faith enough to hear?

Who’s wise enough to see?

Knowledge enough God to fear

To live by Royal decree

 

How will Jesus greet His bride?

Faithful wealthy and well

Or will she run and seek to hide?

Down life’s dark road to hell

 

Just as Adam had done before

As Eve bowed low to shame

We close to God and life our door

Denying Jesus’ name

 

Denying truth of Heaven’s Seed

Author of life and light

Cultivating satanic weed

Walking never contrite

 

Sinking to depths before unknown

As expert in the shade

Denying still The Royal Throne

Of Him through whom we’re made

 

God will forgive who’ve misbehaved

Who’ve lived to wanton crime

Through Christ The Lamb The Way well paved

Yet only whilst there’s time.....

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Submitted: Friday, December 4, 2015

Last Updated: Friday, December 4, 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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