Yeast, Yeast, Yeast Poem by Michael P. Johnson

Are you content, living in peace?
Are you and Jesus, one?
Or else tumult will never cease
Till sin and shame, has gone

With sin! Heaven, cannot abide
Sinners in truth should know
A little yeast will not long hide
In clumps of watered dough

Through years of wisdom’s world research
Where infiltration’s spread
Such yeast, working within the church
Pollutes Christian bread

Where is the truth, where are the facts?
Where stands Christ faithful bride?
The apostle’s writings in Acts
For which countless have died

Though the bible directs to life
Through truth, ripens God’s wheat
Christ church is split through manmade strife
Through sheep grazing deceit

Satanic devils everywhere
Contaminate the bride
Willing to eat, deceived to share
With sinners lost outside

Starving confused, through pest and drought
Stumbling in darkest night
Though true love’s eyes, have no more doubt
Churches are plagued with blight

Let’s not just sit around and pray
With so much work to do
Let’s rid God’s house of yeast today
Starting with me and you…..