Michael P. Johnson

Gold Star - 7,374 Points (7th Nov.1943 / New Silksworth / Sunderland Co/Durham England)

Why Fear Death - Poem by Michael P. Johnson

Ever since Adam first drew breath
And ate from God’s banned tree
We've sought to break the chains of death
And live completely free

Is death so dreadful man should shy?
At mention of its name
Even the thought one day to die
Set’s many souls aflame

Even in church still masses fear
Christians lose their glow
Cheerful smiles just disappear
And shaking heads bow low

Death is the door to joy unknown
For those enrobed in white
To mansion and a royal throne
Within the real of Light

It separates from life on high
Eternity above
It brings the wings for souls to fly
Into the arms of love

But Christ-less souls a while should pause
Should richly give it thought
Should open wisdom wide their doors
And read God’s Son’s report

The bible’s real in detail true
Prescription for the soul
Showing The Way man must pursue
If life’s to be our goal

It says that death’s at Jesus’ feet
Its keys are in His hand
Its sting for all of God’s elite
Is buried in the sand

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 10, 2009

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