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Ambiguously Yours.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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A,mbiguously Yours

 

Confused! How long I walked in fear 

Erring whilst plagued with doubt

How could it be, why are we here?

What is this life about?

 

Was Jesus real, is Christ above?

Are hell and Heaven true

Where can on earth we find true love?

Where are the facts to view?

 

Down many ways through countless doors

I sought to truth the key

Still dubiously, ambiguously Yours

Darkness refused to flee

 

Until my spirit heard Your name

My soul witnessed The Light

Bearing my sin taking my shame

Healing my doubtful sight

 

Thrusting aside demonic wares

The veils of foul deceit

To seek The One who loves and cares

I sat at Jesus’ feet

 

I saw the tree that bore my Lord

The thorns that crowned my King

I saw no more could I afford

Satanic songs to sing

 

I saw the devil in my life

His ways I’d walked since birth

Each filthy selfish cause of strife

Enveloping the earth

 

So many tears since then I’ve cried

Knowing this world of pain

Until through faith one’s sanctified

We’ve lived our life in vain……

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Submitted: Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Last Updated: Wednesday, February 8, 2017

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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