LIVING HOPE

For years untold
Lies were paraded and sold
Exchanges made now and then
Men in power lying enslaved
Buried deep down in the wickedness’ cage

Truth walked the street
Not dressed in gold
Speaking from door to door
Disdained, ignored with tremendous loathing
Men bound yet rejecting freedom
Refusing God’s sent ones…

The burden bent men’s backs
Their bones creaking
Their glitter of hope in self fading
Their self-induced efforts yielding lime
Worn out in defeat, man remembered God
Cried out again, again and again

The Lord heard
The Lord in love sent them Moses a deliverer…
He declared to Pharoah God’s words:
“Let my people go!”
A refusal of the kingdom brought untold terrors
On him and his people
God’s power humbled the king until he could take it no more
He sent God’s chosen out in a grandstyle

Today, the oppressor laughs
Forgetting the God of yesterday, today and forevermore
“We have wounded and grounded them
Crushed and defeated followers of the Holy One,” they chant!
Yet heaven laughs at them…
For destruction, permanent and eternal, awaits the evil one
He is a mere walking dead
His fate longtime ago sealed for hell

Rejoice, oh ye saints of the Lord
Shout with triumph, you children of the Most High
For weeping may endure for a night
But surely, morning comes – bright and beautiful
For seasons change, says the Lord!

Olufunke Ajegbomogun
©2026

Appointed

Do you really have to look the part to be selected?
Prim and proper, well dressed
Hair done, turban worn
Steps on a single line
With praying hands
Solemn eyes, long tassels

Do you really have to look the part to be elected?
Not to touch, not to taste, not to handle
Not loudly but surely
Without skeletons falling out of your cupboards
Whitewashed as long as no one sees the tomb

Do you have to look the part to be picked?
Rough edges, Carmel’s skin
Shouting woes, killing bears
Being uneasy, having long beards

Mere eyes deceive
Stay ready, words steady
Knowing his heart, searching his will
Being selected, elected, appointed was never by the looks
It was by the books to show His mercies.

Hannah DGinus
©2026

Goodnews business

Back too Back to writing
Antidifficulting
When I’m underground, that’s the Gospel Terra biting
Sing it to the youth, let them see the love of Christ. Hmmm

Sorry but the business is the good news
Sold it in media files, prayers and worn shoes

But don’t worry it’s unlimited
Jerry said
What God cannot do does not exist
What he said
What God cannot do never reared it’s head
Never was it read

Come and eat the Life
Distribute it to the poor and rich
There’ll be a delete and The Lord has an extended invite
Please write
To the churches of eyes, ears and “these days”
The “which ways” The Lord says
I won’t wait forever
And you are mine forever

So choose my safety over those with more forever than you
If I haven’t been saving you, where would your pride be or do?
Any who
Come home before you can’t cry anymore
Before the monsters after the flood begin their culling
And the firmament is rolled away
And horror robs you of your children
And your wealth
And your kin
And your neighbor
And your voice

Godzniel
©2026

The Lord is still my shepherd

Lost art of the aimless rant
I’ve done for the audience like I’m vased when I plant
Defaced of my plans but I’m here
The Lord is still my shepherd
And I am scarce want for it all is stimulus for some more prayer

And I learned to hide to jubilate
And run through Anthony village
If I am hid in Christ
I can be absent and have not lost
Still be not lost
Tell me where I’ll be lost at

Godzniel
©2026

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