Creation's Still Groaning Poem by Michael P. Johnson

Mankind behaved like wayward fools
Whilst having all and more
We failed to keep creation’s rules
So Heaven closed the door


Shut tight to all through Adam’s sin
Enforced, with flaming sword –Gen.3: 24
No flesh can ever come within
Without God’s Christ; as Lord


He’s Lord of life, of Heaven too
He rules both death and hell –Rev.1: 18
What place He’ll have for me and you
Earth’s time alone will tell


But through The Christ, we’ve now a choice
Through grace, He gives us free
Who hearken to Salvation’s voice
And humbly bend their knee


Yet still we often lose our way
Of Heaven’s Light, we’re shy
We fear to think of judgement day
Afraid of when we die


Without God’s love, we cease to care
Without God’s arm, we fail
We’re on the road to nowhere
But endless pain in jail


We must take care the road we walk
Decisions here we make
Our train of thought, the way we talk
Could be our last mistake


Progression’s scarce, since Adam’s time
No change to Heaven’s gates
The world enjoys her life of crime
While still creation waits…


Ro.8: 22+Jer.12: 4…