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The Devil Thrives
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By Michael P. Johnson
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    The Devil Thrives

To think no devils can exist

That Satan’s not alive

Allows world folly to persist

Enables sin to thrive

 

The church of old, knew Satan well

Were wise to evil ways

Were not afraid to speak of hell       Heb.5:10-12

As is these latter days      

 

Down deep within the bowels of man

With selfish lust and greed

In secret there to forge the plan

By Satan’s planted seed

 

With stealth, the filth begins to seep

Slithering deep inside

Though Satan’s brood may never sleep

They need a place to hide –Mk.5:12

 

Deceit, exalts his loathsome heart

Festooned with velvet sin

Though truth and love, he has no part

Yet still man’s trust he’ll win

 

In fools, he easily comes to live

To those yet lost and blind

Malignant doubt he’ll freely give

To thus possess the mind

 

No pity has the devil’s spawn

Tenaciously spreading hate

Tempting us all of woman born

To share their master’s fate

 

With self-desire, they wage their war

With lust, for worldly gain

Each victim, blind to Heaven’s Door

Find life, was lived in vain…..

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Submitted: Thursday, December 13, 2012

Last Updated: Thursday, December 13, 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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