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Myth Informed.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Countless are myth informed of God

How endless life is won

So myth informed they think it odd

That God could have a son

 

Of Jesus Christ, they’ve no idea

That He was born a Jew

Far too awesome much too queer

He’d die for me and you

 

The Almighty One’s Transcended

The living One’s so wise

The Holy Spirit’s too splendid

To see with human eyes

 

Our universe completed

The whole wide world we see

And all remaining secreted

Was made alone by He

 

Yet myth informed are masses

Far more than those who know

Without spiritual glasses

Still, myth informed they’ll go

 

Into the pit, they know not of

The stinking flames of sheol

Devoid of hope without God’s love

They’ll never earn parole

 

Myth information’s Satan’s ploy

The world so to confuse

That every girl that every boy

Their crown for life would lose

 

Now open your eyes and wake up

Regardless how you feel

Receive from God your chosen cup

And tell the world what’s real.....

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Submitted: Sunday, May 20, 2018

Last Updated: Sunday, May 20, 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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