He’s Here Now! ! ! Poem by Michael P. Johnson

Watch out! Children with second birth
Heaven’s ripening wheat
The antichrist wanders the earth
Sowing hate and deceit

Of subtle changes, now beware!
Though charming; he can hurt
So here, there and everywhere
Live true and walk alert

Throughout each trial and pending strife
Stand firm to win the prize
Trusting The One who gave His life
That we with Him may rise

Polite, amiable, handsome too
Loving the songs he sings
Seeking the whole wide world to woo
He’ll do such wondrous things

Wonderful marvels day and night
Always with something new
People with people he’ll unite
Except we minute few

To him; we’ll be a mindful thorn
Of that which lies ahead
So from each morn each rising dawn
He’ll hunt to slay us dead

He’ll enjoy it a little while
Smitten as man can be
Until one day he’ll cease to smile
The Truth the world will see

So many fooled will seek to die
Emerging from the thrill
Too late! Too late! will be the cry
Pitiful, loud and shrill