In its unique divine fashion, Freestyle Friday unfolded beautifully. With guidance from the host, we delved into four amazing topics that inspired creativity. Let’s dive in.

TOPICS:
1. SPIRITUAL
2. 21ST CENTURY IDOLATRY
3. SYMPTOMS OF PRIDE
4. LIVING FAITH
DATE: 22ND NOVEMBER, 2024
HOST: GODZNIEL

Our first highlight was this remarkable piece shared by GodzNiel:
Slippery sips of satanic symphonies, soaked in separation from the source of my soul and peace
Sole my feet, Lord, with your sanity
Save me from my senses sensing flesh and seeing it as serendipity

Sour sower
Wincing is for seconds till the salve does it’s thing
2nd Samuel chapters seven and seventeen
Until it’s time for battle, the Lesson sits as unsavory
Sons are Temples and sacrileges will meet severity
Souls are sacred and blood-shedding isn’t inconsequential
Sin, please excuse me, but I’m acting right like Kate Henshaw
Nuttall

Not all who cry, “Lord, Lord…” really mean it
Surnames surely speak but I’m sure to name God every minute
God in how I speak life, and God in how I live it
How I give it
I don’t just die, I exit

GodzNiel continued:
Spirit of Peace
Soaked me since I fight the fight of faith
What is a jinx? Christ is my cleanse
My bed’s already made
Yes I’m ready-made
Fit to do the works from what He said
Yah
That’s my answer and that’s how I’m paid

God is my reward and my ransom
Devil thought he had one, should’ve noticed I’m handsome
Hands lifted high, worshipping with reckless abandon
Oh yes I believe that nothing happening is random

So catch me kabashing in the evening on a Sunday
I dodge any flirting, no I don’t play
Balling when I’m preaching ’bout the Lord’s Day
When every knee shall bend from Antarctica to Bombay

But if you try to cause a penalty,
Just know The Lord is my Keeper
Angels no dey finish, no dey try Ebenezer
The name of the Lord is a Tower and Defender
Omega
Beware of Hail, Lightning and Fire.

He wasn’t ready to stop there
GodzNiel continued:
Twenty first Idolatry
Pop stars singing about demonology
Kid play dates could be an orgy
And I can’t speak truth when I’m in public
But the icons want their all white party
Follow me off to the secret places
Where the bros drop God before they sow seeds
And they tell God, “Chill, it’s just a movie.”
Then they switch to, “Sha, I love the music.”
Can’t say No? Then it’s Yes to Sin scenes?
Then we argue about Book we didn’t read since
Did the Lord not notice all my thinkings
And I guess God now permits debauchery
Take a puff, G, Nature gave us Mary

Twenty First Century Idolatry
I am a man. Can’t disappoint my family
For the bag, and the shame of my enemies
Don’t talk if you’re not talking currency
Curently
Do you know what this job means to me?
I got Bills, what will you do for me?
In the end, I dey pay tithes and offerings
Suffering
For the Gospel?
Cannot be me
Only time I dey suffer na when Sapa hol’ me

Twenty first Century Idolatry
Still searching for someone to take care of me
Most of these men can’t afford me
If I wasn’t well-trained, Omo na Harlotry
But I’mma get married and glow
Different
Next up, born Manasseh and Ephraim
If I don’t get boo’d, what’s the essence
Of being this fine? Naa, e no go make sense
I’mma tell my Boo He’s my everything
And I can’t live without him
Even though he’s the Eighteenth
Me I can’t breath without him
And I can’t live without that skincare
Don’t you know that I’m a soft girl

Twenty first century idolatry
The bible isnt written to a time such as this
No way that God could have foreseen all this
And who needs faith when you have surgery?
Just chill, death will soon be made obsolete
While you were praying, I was switching ballot boxes
Who dyu have in Senate? I already have the most seats
Vox populi Vox Dei? Not in these circumstances
I am here for the politics,
You can focus on visiting Paul in ink

Twenty first century Idolatry
Anything but seeking God first indeed

The final highlight of Freestyle Friday came from Olufunke with this one :
Rid me of I
And I will be rid of pride
Rid me of self
And I will be rid of flesh

All my days
May I always be looking up
Unto the hills
And never at that Oga at the top

May my faith stay poised on thee
Thou lamb of calvary
When my throat is parched
In a thirsty land

And when my days are done
And my years are gone
And I hear that trumpet call
May you still by then
remain my all in all.

It’s been such a rewarding time here. I’m grateful we could do this together. Until next time, keep in the consciousness that You are Gods beloved🥂

Authors
GodzNiel
Olufunke