Running Chasing Poem by Michael P. Johnson

The world we know is far from free
Her children live in fear
We’ve lost The Truth and fail to see
The reason why we’re here

We’re running wild, we’re chasing there
Searching both night and day
Whilst God has Heaven’s wealth to share
With those who Christ obey

But who can see the facts displayed?
Who’ll heed The Master’s voice?
How can a child be so dismayed?
God fails to be their choice

Like fools, we choose satanic wares
Through lust we seek self-gain
When trapped within life’s lustful snares
We let the devil reign

So now, God’s voice is seldom heard
Hell’s lies have filled the mind
We listen to our neighbour’s word
Who self is lost and blind

Not always is it Satan’s blame
As often still believed
We choose ourselves a life of shame
Then say we were deceived

No liar’s reach The Promised Land
No sin from God can hide
We need The Truth to understand
Why Jesus came and died

We must repent from walking dead
Return to life once more
Rise up from Satan’s filthy bed
And lock to him our door.....