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Religion Rampant
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Religion Rampant

 

Now schools deny God’s mighty hand

Deny His children prayer

Governments fail to understand

What Jesus died to share

 

Enraged with hate, with no remorse

The blind incite the blind

Plotting the devil’s wayward course

Through twisting of the mind

 

Infiltration thrives everywhere

Full lust willing to kill

Demonic venom would they share

To silence Truth at will

 

Yet faithful Lord, You stand us true

Your arm is ever strong

The bread we daily pray for new

Raises Your children’s song

 

We sing because of Heaven’s Breath

Your Promised dwells within

Pulling down thrones raising from death

Turning lost souls from sin

 

In shame; we all were walking dead

Down hell’s demonic path

Till Jesus bore the blame instead

Saving us from Your wrath

 

Still darkness rules where havoc reigns

Where pride parades in shame

Where fools The Wind will catch with chains

And kill who fear Your name

 

Religion would a despot’s throne

Would yoke Your bride in white

Would rule creation on its own

And dowse Salvation’s Light.....

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Submitted: Tuesday, June 21, 2016

Last Updated: Tuesday, June 21, 2016

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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