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Pretenders At Work.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Satan pretends to be our friend

Fulfilling all flesh desire

Only to join him without end

In hell’s eternal fire

 

So don’t be fooled although as yet

Religion seems too odd

Come in The Pour with feet well wet

Allow my God be God

 

Let Christ reveal life’s facts to you

Let The Truth touch your soul

Let Truth bring change to start anew

Toward our unseen goal

 

You’ll need a little faith though

Only enough to see

What one should know where one should go

Once Jesus sets us free

 

Such power in one’s life will pour

Knowledge will flow in streams

Ever coming always more

Beyond our wildest dream

 

I speak The Truth I tell no lie

The Lord Himself has said

Who live for Him will never die

And even raise the dead

 

I know my friend this sounds untrue

As was at first to me

Let wisdom change your human view

The spirit world to see

 

God is Spirit and life as well

As darkness fighting now

Let Jesus save from death and hell

While at His feet you bow.....

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Submitted: Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Last Updated: Wednesday, June 6, 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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