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Five Were Foolish
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By Michael P. Johnson
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           Five Were Foolish

Through sickness, man may lose some weight

Through worry, virus, pain

Yet food upon one’s dinner plate

Oft makes us well again

 

We pray we fast we seek The Lord

For guidance love and grace

Taking from fat within us stored

That’s soon restored in place

 

Most earnestly we fast and pray

Looking to God on high

Though uninformed, like fools will say

“Continue; and you’ll die”

 

They’ll seek themselves, the finest fair

As though they’d never had

They’ll cheat, rob, take the richest share

And never think it bad

 

But what will come in times of drought?

When famine hits the land?

When young and old but weep and shout?

When food is not at hand?

 

When Jesus’ sheep, the mob have killed

When bibles, fools expel

When hungry souls cannot be filled

When Truth none’s left to tell

 

What happens; when no priest’s about?

God’s Word of life to share

Through who, with what will end the drought?

When no saint’s left to care

 

Think well, what five wise virgins did   Mt.25:1-13

Knowing what oil is for

So much within each soul was hid

They found Salvation’s Door.....

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Submitted: Monday, November 19, 2012

Last Updated: Monday, November 19, 2012

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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