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Though Ludicrous
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Though Ludicrous

 

Only a few live truly blessed

Still but a few have hope

Confusion reigns from east to west

But few know how to cope

 

The devil’s out to cheat and kill

Sow doubt in every heart

Conceal our Father’s precious will

And tear mankind apart

 

Though ludicrous to contemplate!

Yet none the less its true

He’s out to flood the world with hate

And cloud The Truth from view

 

It seems absurd, perhaps insane

Believing Satan rules

Thus many walk through life in vain

And die the death of fools

 

Though true love’s rare as is true peace

Few people seem to care

How can this situation cease

Rebellion’s everywhere

 

Why must we live and die this way?

Why must the devil reign?

Why don’t we hear what God would say?

By turning once again

 

Let’s seek His face like saints of old

Let’s knock on Heaven’s Door

Believe the things Christ Jesus told

And live as saints before

           

It can’t be bad or any worse

Let’s try as in the past

Perhaps He’ll end this dreadful curse

And give us peace at last…..

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Submitted: Thursday, October 20, 2016

Last Updated: Thursday, October 20, 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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