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Where do the Dead Go?
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By Michael P. Johnson
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   Where do the Dead Go?

Is hell for real! Is Heaven true?

Is death the last result?

What is the troubled churches’ view?

And that of the occult

 

What does religion have to share?

What has the world to say?

Does either think or even care

When to their gods they pray

 

Where are the dead before The Christ?

Before He was revealed

Before God’s Lamb was sacrificed

Before the bride was healed

 

Where are the saints of yesteryear?

Those Jesus came to save

Are they receiving Heaven’s share?

Or dust within a grave?

 

What happens to those in Christ who die?

What does the bible tell?

Will some rise up to dwell on high?

While others burn in hell

 

What does the bible truly say?

What has The Word to show?

Do souls go each a different way?

Where else would spirits go?

 

Where does a child of God reside?

The Father found delight?

Is there a place where children hide?

Until the time is right

 

The bible’s here for all to see

The Word of God’s quite plain

Only those God’s Lamb sets free

Forever will live again.....

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Submitted: Thursday, August 22, 2013

Last Updated: Thursday, August 22, 2013

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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