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Who'll Bother.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Though more and more I kneel and cry

Freeing earnest tears

Still less and less approach on high

Though The Bridegroom nears

 

The second coming of The Christ

Anointed King and Priest

The spotless Lamb Love sacrificed

Is calling to His feast

 

His bride awaits His dawning

His cloud gracing the sky

While suddenly without warning

So many children die

 

As heart and soul writhes in pain

Through yearning deep inside

The living Christ draws near again

To claim His chosen bride

 

Who will bother, who’ll seek to see?

Who of all will hear

As the leaves grow greener on the tree

As figs in truth appear

 

For soon the bride will rise on high

With Jesus, she’ll prepare

For conflict where billions die

Who Satan’s fate  will share

 

Make no mistake the Bible’s true

These prophecies will be

Beware, my friend, could one be you?

Or will you fight like me

 

The offer’s here The Bridegroom cries

His proposal still stands

Heed well the call, today be wise

Rise in Salvation’s hands.....

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Submitted: Monday, January 22, 2018

Last Updated: Monday, January 22, 2018

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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