The next trip was a fall, but I lacked ground
How could I be grounded, being born in the Most High?
How could I be so high when the lowly are close to the Lord’s eye
I know why
I know why I would cry
I know why, no matter what I said, I was unheard
Because no man, no matter how female she is, was born to be prayed to
The hills didn’t heal me, though I climbed up the rungs of wrong rights
Wrong rites, yes, because everything is part of a ritual to make you rich in something
Reach for something
Sum things up and find the difference between breathing and being alive.
But I forgot…
I forgot the lessons the lashes had whipped into my health
I forgot that I couldn’t get new life from the words death spelt
Life had to die just to give death Life
Tell another man’s cake to avoid my knife
The next trip was a fall, but I’m a flying thunder god
Kuchiyose Arome sermons, I sank in Word
Water’s still the best reply to artless mud
Affidavit in the heavens with my new name
Only thing I really lack is enough shame
But I forgot all that once the trip started
If you knew your Delilah, would you stick the chicks prescribed
Or let your cock crow while avoiding getting haircuts?
I forgot…
But the Spirit is soul-syrup and dinner for two
And the pawn becomes a Knight in Ephesians Six Armour
Pilgrim-steeze, and abundant life is the final destination
Soldier Boy, tell them where your heart is hidden
Make me stronger, Lord
To say no to yeye
Take my heart away
Hide it where they cannot steal it
Where they cannot break it
The next trip…
Godzniel
©2026
Category: Poems
Forgiven much
When one reads the Gospels, one tends to be tempted to shout “ojoro!”
A woman caught in the act!
Not days ago or years ago. Not past sins o… caught in the act my brethren!!
Then one has to catch themselves and ask, wait o…am I a Pharisee or the unmerciful servant?
Or am I saying the Lord Jesus is not just? God forbid
It is he who has been forgiven much who loves much. Else it means that one does not know the gravity for which he has been forgiven.
Selah
HannahDGinus
© 2026
Feel good
Pleasure me,
A few coins for a surge of euphoria,
Let me pay for what I want to be mine,
Dopamine and I’ll be fine
On cloud nine and I’ll see just fine,
Breathe fine
Live fine
Enjoy life
Forsee life
In fact, I get to be my own prophet,
I see things
What I see is so vivid,
Hahahaha… hahahaha
Come!
come pleasure me canna…
Cannabis nwanna awuruo guy name
After some puffs, I’m gonna be naming the stars all over again
I’m gonna tame my fears all through the day,
I’m gonna launch into the deepest of archives
And catch something
Anything!
A glimpse of what the future holds, perhaps
I tell the truth
I’m not unsure
I fear for nothing
Haaaaaahaa… haaaaaa
I’m so bold,
I’m so sure I can foretell
You don’t have an idea of how much I already know,
I can tell your future for free if you want
Euphoria tells me I’m free after all,
I thought so too
And that’s why I risked it all,
Puff after puffs
For a pleasure so sublime
Line after line
Doesn’t go outta line,
Does it?
Dopamine after dopamine does it
Until intense cravings begin to kick in
Danger! Danger! On the wall,
I saw it
Come home! Come home,
I ignored it
Euphoria got me real bad,
I could smell it,
I knew it
Yet I couldn’t stop it
When help came in, I stalled it,
But when Ebenezer stepped in, I couldn’t stop him
Instead, I leaned in
And when my cravings come knocking,
I breathe in
I rest in him
Ebubechi
©2026
Free fall
Free will can be God’s will
But Lucy in his craft has created customs and traditions that keep you caged
Maya knows why the caged bird sings
It sings of freedom that comes alive only in dreams
It sings of power and triumph over wickedness
Wickedness dressed in fear’s fashion label
The sophisticated fear of being seen or known
The color blocking fear for tomorrow
The conventional fear of being unagreeable
Or just the casual fear of leaving your comfort zone
If only the caged bird could stop romanticising her cage long enough to pick the lock
Nobody wants to hear the shrill tune of deep, sorrowful lyrics
Action speaks louder than songs
It will fall before it learns how to fly again
The free fall is an exercise of its free will because it knows God’s will
And even if it falls to the ground, the few seconds of living is better than an eternity of letting life pass by.
Live!
Nothing will happen
The worst that could happen is death
And to die is gain
ChyD
© 2026
Aural
Offers are pending, the time is a ticking
The boom is impending, I feel it residing
The prison is reason
The King still is risen
No missions are missing, we’re just less misleading
The meaning is meaning the means and the meaning
Surrender and seasons but blessings unceasing
Legacy
My fathers prayed me a happy new year
I wrote requests and laughed away my welfare
I should teach Adelphoi how to cast care
I’m here with Father, pixel after plain text
Special
Because I’m your neighbourhood Grace-dispenser
I pray, Sir.
Tell me what it is that God didn’t plan for
There’s options. Na we dey like form physical Samson
Redaction
I kneel before the Abba of Power,
Hosanna Forever
And I’m never short of fireworks made of pure hallelujah
We’re going yet higher
Silence was the seventh seal
Christ’s flesh was the true meal
He is what’s right and what’s real
Yeah, I caught the dragon mid-steal
Power per megapixel
Godzniel
© 2026
See
See what the Lord has done
See what the Lord hasn’t done
See what life has birthed
See what life has lost
See what gift you are
See what cost you cause
See what Jesus brought
See what Jesus left
See what most see
See what most ignore
Ezeonyeka Godswill
© 2026
Living Rest
Rest is eternal king in a manger
Rest is Heaven’s song heard in a shepherd’s field
Rest is identity assurance that needs no proof
Rest is scripture defence when the serpent strikes
Rest is deep sleep on stormy billows
Rest is victorious king on water strolls
Rest is eternal pearls cast before mortal men
Rest is the birth of the church on confession rock
Ezeonyeka Godswill
© 2026
Interstellar Footprints
Verses written in seconds
Told the chef I want Seconds
God will never forsake us
Fishers of men, he made us
Evidence and Providence,
Arrows meet a faith defence
I see life in Jesus lens
Yes, I’m one of God’s friends
I’m past my past arms, like I’m running in Naruto
Now there are miracles, even my shadow clones
I will look to the Word and rely on The Lord
Test or testimony, I’m passing with no qualms
He’s constant, na we dey pendulum up and Dan
My God wins fights, I just squeal and write Psalms
My job is to listen and speak, evangelist for instance
Without God, what’s the point of all the distance?
Got a couch in the room in his pierced hands
Holy Spirit Registered, Resurrected with Christ,
I work God brands, he’s the measure of my size
Alarm clocks celebrate the grace wey dey open eyes
And the Hallelujahs amen till the Lord arrives
UbdaPoet
© 2026
