Make Up Your Mind Poem by Michael P. Johnson

World news, speaks of troubles, of wars
Disorder's everywhere
Though from life's chart corruption soars
Few people seem to care

Hijacked planes, sailing ships, and boats
Blood drops, like morning dew
People now cutting, people's throats
Is seen as nothing new

What in the world is man about?
Unknown since Adam's fall
Revealed with floods, famine and drought
Heaven's not pleased at all

Yet even so, surprised God's not
Knowing end, ere the start
Plagued with damnation's putrid rot
Selfishness rules each heart

Though witness all from time to time
Sin's pestilence and woes
Kidnap, murder, more flagrant crime
Blatantly grows and grows

So few, fear sin's consequence
Man lives and dies like fools
Life's Author, demands recompense
For breaking all, life's rules

The living God, will not be mocked
Sinners who Christ deride
With Heavens Door, to shame firm locked
While souls sin brazen outside

Where hell's gate, hell's pit waits standing
With fire, endless pain
Yet few, through Christ's grace, expanding
Will rise to live again.....