Michael P. Johnson

Gold Star - 7,370 Points (7th Nov.1943 / New Silksworth / Sunderland Co/Durham England)

Lost & Blind - Poem by Michael P. Johnson

This world’s in such a filthy state
Faithless as any whore
Her wayward brood can hardly wait
To knock the devil’s door

She lives and breaths her master’s dream
Walking his evil path
Oblivious she’ll kick and scream
Throughout eternal wrath

Deceit and lust has turned her mind
She’s lost and walking dead
Till wickedness has made her blind
Within her lover’s bed

Immoral drugged and so defiled
Her children cheat and kill
Content in only running wild
Away from Heaven’s will

Away from God away from life
From grace from truth and love
Further, deeper through selfish strife
From perfect peace above

They’ll end in hell without a doubt
They’ll burn with shameful sin
Unless they turn their lover out
Unless they look within

Until they do until they see
How deep and far they’ve gone
They’ll need to seek on bended knee
The help of Christ God’s Son

But praise The Lord for saving grace
Bless God for faith and trust
Many may live to see His face
When hell burns in the dust

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Comments about Lost & Blind by Michael P. Johnson

  • (3/30/2008 7:21:00 AM)


    the pathetic picture of the world is in your words...I hope our faith in God makes the hell burn forever.... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 30, 2008



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