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What Have I to Lose?
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By Michael P. Johnson
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What Have I to Lose?

 

“My dinner’s on the kitchen floor

Soiled dishes fill the sink

I just can’t manage anymore

Through strain, I fail to think

 

This life’s too much for me to bear

I’m at a total loss

I need someone to help me share

The burden of my cross

 

With just a book you’ve come to me?

You see me in this state?

You say that God can set me free

Well friend, I just can’t wait

 

What chance have I to change my life?

This life I hate and dread

I’ve tried to end it with a knife

So oft I’ve wished me dead

 

With no success; as you can see

It always ends the same

If Christ you say can set me free

We’ll friend I’m glad you came

 

It’s nice the way of God you speak

How close He seems to you

It gives me hope, I too could seek

My personal Saviour too

 

I feel at ease talking to you

You say God’s not a lie

If half you say of Christ is true

I’m glad I failed to die

 

In Christ there’s hope a brand new start

I’m pleased you brought the news

Of course I’ll ask Him in my heart

What else have I to lose?”.....

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Submitted: Friday, July 22, 2011

Last Updated: Friday, July 22, 2011

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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