What Would You Do? Poem by Michael P. Johnson

It’s so difficult to disagree
Mainly with those we know
Especially church to some degree
At least to those we go

Tradition rules with golden crown
Without a moments doubt
It’s hard to pull deceivers down
Especially those with clout

In fancy robes just sitting there
Preaching the same old thing
They’ve nothings fresh God’s flock to share
But just the songs they sing

Their Bibles must fail pages
Or unlike a one as mine
Written by different sages
Not of The Lord divine

For many years The Lord I’ve known
The God I’ve served so true
Who reigns supreme on Heaven’s throne
As guide to me and you

He’s definitely not who they see
The One to whom I pray
The One who saved and set free
To talk with you today

I had the strangest dream last night
It said “Come out of there
Come out from those who hate The Light
Come in The Truth to share”

Was it a dream or is it true?
I need to seek God’s face
But what my friend would you now do?
If you were in my place