Reserved

Nowadays I ricochet at Jays and K before I take an L
I’ve been tricked into the rat race trying to spin a tale
And if I could only fail correctly then my role would sell
All the while, the indecisive boat half-rows with any current seen
Cloaked Fear, but rebranded as hunt for currency
God is set, go and tell them all to come and eat

Lines in the sand don’t decide where the wind blows
I met a woman with really painful elbows
It didn’t take me long to wish her much worse
And to realise that God is Lord of Luck and Laws

Find me promises to anticipate
Find me his moments and I am sated
Find me in his path, complaining that it isn’t going the way it’s going for those off the path
Find me jumping when God is faithful for the twenty thousandth time
And God is still surprising.

How is it that a future reserved for me?
Recreated my past, causing me to know before I knew?
To not be yet I was
To die while still alive
Yet, check and see that God is still reserved
Letting time play out our freedom versus his recurring announcement
God is asking…

Who…?

Godzniel
©2026

Jesus Christ is all I have

I was lost in sin and night,
Till the Lord found me;
From the dark He called me out,
Now I am set free.

No more fear within my heart,
No more shame I see;
For the Lord has taken all,
And has set me free.

When my strength begins to fail,
He is strong in me;
When my heart is full of pain,
He restores my peace.

Not in riches, not in power,
Not in what I see;
Jesus Christ is all I have,
And He’s enough for me.

Christ is all, my everything,
All I need each day;
In the highs and in the lows,
He will lead my way

To the world I will proclaim,
Lift my voice and call:
There is only one true Lord
Christ is all in all.

Tolu The Alchemist
©2026

Roof-removing faith

Roof-removing faith
Just what I need to find expression
Compassion for a friend
An investment that God is the reward I get
When I diligently seek him.
While sowing mustard seeds

Hannah DGinus
©2026

Like God, Like Love

Isn’t it like God
To do what we can’t
Isn’t it like love
To undo our hearts

Isn’t it like God
To bear eternal death
Isn’t it like love
To unburden our debt

Isn’t it like God
To rise in eternal victory
Isn’t like love
To rest in divine security

Ezeonyeka Godswill
©2026

R & D

Ash ticks blew blue announcements
Custom notifications
Kuchiyose no Prayer
Ich bin glucklich und teuer
I’ve been waiting upon ya
Lord how long shall we linger?
Don’t ask questions I answered
When you have your own answers

Half obedience is danger
Send a heavenly Witcher
Shege stacks to repentance
Wisdom really is meekness

Godzniel
©2026

Shoulder of Heaven

Every poem I write should carry the Lord’s cadence
Like the prints of a boot prophesies of her owners
Every song that I sing should play hide and seek with time
Only being found when we GPS your fingers

But the kids hid from Daddy in the skirts of mortality
Human indignation fully kitted in folly jeans
Class of the Returning, Mama’s voice was instructive
Solid reputations are not accidental
God is good at sending help, though our times are rental
God is good at saying thanks, though the earth is The Lord’s.

This One

This one day I’m taking God’s grace for granted
There is no day that we didn’t reap what he had planted
I once had a copy I’d stolen and really wanted
Mercy can resemble losing all the game we hunted
After many days I was robbed of my disobedience
Blessed is the one who waits on the Lord’s fulfillment

Blessed is the one the Lord sends a Philip or Peter to
We are miracles, shocking all the world by the things we do
But after ages our stories become a living bible
That’s why we keep a special seat for the good examples

Every picture gets lost in this sea of data
If the child is from eternity, can mortals date her?
Six classes of food can fit in a pair of trousers
And after minutes or millenia, the Lord remembers

Yes, The Lord remembers

Godzniel
©2026

Old Man

If you know me before,
You go know sey I no nice
I no even send your papa
Enough to remember your name
As in how nah?
Who you be?

Life nah leave or stay
And I no go beg for anyone
My pride nah my gold
I go rather save am
than to use am trade
E make sense sey my
storehouse full.

If you know me before,
I no kind oh!
Why I go look your face you when you no be my kind
If you no get anything to give me
Wetin you still dey do for my front?
Abeg, comot for road!

If you know me before,
You for know say
As I dey like this now
Somebody don work
overtime for my head
The kind work wey even me
I no fit do for myself.
Nah this work make me
Throway my pride
So I fit restock with something huge – Love

Love nah the only thing
I fit think of now
Anytime I want save something,
Nah only love be my moni.
E don help me get sharp eyes
And e too strong to dey quarrel with am

See ehn, you fit no understand wetin I dey talk now
But I pray say the same person wey do free overtime for my head
Go do overtime for your own head too.

Ere
©2026

Restoration

Many were the gifts given
The day Love formed

Many were the gifts lost
The day Trust broke

Many more were the gifts received
The day forgiveness spoke

Many are the ways Love held on.

Ere
©2026