I feel Welcomed
A semblance of a true family
united by words woven in skill
knit together by the fabrics of a shared faith
I feel welcomed into a People of spiritual literary prowess
into a house of skilled penspeakers
among a nation of explosive evangelism
Permit me to introduce to you
a new ChristaPoet member
one who has come to learn from y’all,
To introduce myself,
Iorfa Steven-Kator
I am welcome.
Am I?
If eternity existed now
What a difference that would make.
If forever was a sure thing right now
We wouldn’t be scared.
If mistakes weren’t real
Decisions won’t be hard.
If pain wasn’t part of the bargain
Gain would be easy.
If luxury was littered everywhere
Hardwork would be useless
If death wasn’t a reality
Life wouldn’t be treasured
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And what a life that would be…
One in which everything and anything goes
Virtues would be outrageous
And Vices….Normal
It would be a struggle
More than it is now.
That’s why a heavenly eternity awaits
Anyone who walks the narrow way
The way for heroes and heroines
The way of discipline,The way of courage
The way of humility,The way of service
The Way called JESUS.
The way that renews your spirit
And changes your character.
The way of life!
Eternity is not now but we are all on the Way
Are you on the right one?
-Ebisike Amarachi
The book says be wise
I say be stupid only the clear sighted can see
The things of the spirit are stupidity to the common man
A common man you are
Haven’t you read? No you haven’t
You are a common man
At 12 Jesus understood more
More than the Jewish scholars
A survey was conducted
For entrance into Nebuchad’s university
Criteria being voraciousness in reading
Sensibility, versatility, and goodlooks
Four were chosen, The Judah brothers
Ten times wiser
Wiser than the skilled magicians and wise astrologers in the realm
To labor we don’t relent
Luke the doctor cured
Peter the fisherman fished
Like sand on earth
Chosen from the earth’s corners
From tax collection, to politics
It’s been passed down, call it old stories
Our manual the holy book
You haven’t read of course
You are a common man
A little sleep, a little slumber
And poverty will invade
So we work like the ants
‘Cos you haven’t read
You are a common man
We are scholars
Commanded to study for approval
Our differences here thereof
Happy ants with bountiful harvest
At poor yield we rejoice
At plenty yield we are thankful
My attitude is positive
You can’t fathom that
In your basket holes are seen
I see style instead
They see the water you can’t hold
I see the slices you can hold
Can you live like that?
We find love in the furnace
Strength in difficulties
Boldness in dark alleys
Much hope on family and friends you have
But humans are undependable
They disappoint, They die
Ever heard the song ‘it is well’?
The artiste hoped and hoped
but an atheist would have given up
Severe case of depression
Suicide!
There lies our stupidity
It lies in innate happiness
It lies in faith and hope
Stay logical common man
We are comfortable
’cause our Savior is a comforter.
Four walls, darkness I’m in a room
Camera, lights, action! I’m on cue
Me, I am the real you
Though I may never be captured by these physical sight apertures I am the true you
Funny they say seeing is believing cos there is no question to it
I do exist and three can testify to this God Devil and you yes you
I am the black spot no extra-terrestrial entity can reach
I am the second most important being next to your spirit
I am your decision sector your emotional dictator
I am the reason why you feel the way you feel
I am an obsessive information collector
I am the secret to your intellectual competence
I am your soul or better put I am your mind and these four walls here, is my home
The darkness? Oh boy I love it
cos in it there are no limits to what I can do
You see the darkness it feeds my strength to create fantasies vast as seas
An unending world of lust my Monalisa masterpiece LOL!
Thing is I’m never satisfied and the possibilities just remain endless
Yes I am caged the reality sinks in but it doesn’t matter it was always meant to be or so I think
My blinded sight shades the reality to a beautiful grey so all I need do is forget
Forget I have no clue where I’m sailing to
Forget I have responsibilities to attend to
Forget I only live for the next minute
o matter it’s the civilized way, life on the fast lane
I just try to forget that soon you will die, your spirit will return to its maker
but I will have to find home on one side of eternity
Problem is I don’t think I’d qualify for the heavenlies
Forget I should Forget I would but the fact that I ignore the truth does not mean it ceases to be true
My feigned ignorance was the facade that shielded me up until the light came to me…
As we three listened to the preacher preach
I could sense a lot of activity a new thing was occurring
It seemed as if our old friend, your spirit was rebirthing
And somewhere in this dark enclosement a light was finally shining wow!
As the words flowed from me to your lips
We all surrendered to HIM who was and is and will forever be
We gave him total control and you know its so amazing
cos as you feed me with the knowledge of His word I am changing
Maybe not as fast as did your spirit but as the light gains more in
I am renewed not rebirthed I said renewed and though I’m just within you,
This is the miracle that transforms you.
So you want to be successful, I see all the plans you’ve made
All the strategies you wish to undertake
Don’t be surprised I know these, you conceived them in me
I understand you do this because one who fails to plan plans to fail
But why do you not plan to renew me daily?
Does not the word proclaim that new wine in old skin would cause a spill
Why do you plan without me?
Don’t you realize it all starts with me and now that you let the light in there are truly no limits to heights we can reach?
Listen, the success you seek has always been within.
So do this,
Be ye transformed by the renewal of your mind that’s me
Start thinking successful and what’s more start speaking successful
Stop dreaming and start proclaiming,
I have no better yesterdays,
I’m excelling exceeding abundantly far above kings and queens shall come to the brightness of my rising light
I am surnamed of the Lord so I am infinitely successful, I am globally impactful, I am eternally, divinely, explosively full of wisdom so I am no novice
I am born again, Holy spirit filled, tongue speaking the things that be not as though they were and so I proclaim
One day I am going to look back to see a myriad of right decisions
One day I’ll be so wealthy my trophy case full of testimonies
One day I’d tell others how God brought me to a point I can say I have run my course and finished my race I have used up all He put in me till all that is left is a thankful sigh
One day it will be today and my dreams will materialize before my very eyes
cos once my dreams towered before me Mountain Everest but I today proclaim my victory Zerubbabel.
Let these words shape the minutes, hours, days before you
And I assure you, once they get settled in me you have got the victory
For blessed is he that believeth haven not seen yet.
Let your future in and with your words shape it
Subject to His will let faith flow from me to form your reality
And yes once again please know this,
All you will ever be will of a necessity start with me
For at the end what matters most is what you believe.
Cut!
How do you do it?
When the sky is dark
And the storm is harsh
When your spirit is down
And your heart is heavy
When vicissitudes are much
And your ups are downs
How do you do it?
When the sound of music
Holds no worship
Devoid of passion
Have you ever felt it
Sobs of songs
Sobs of passion
Where do you turn to?
When you can’t go on
The odds are against you
The future looks bleak
When death strikes
And your confidant is gone
What do you hang on to?
Your eternity holds no hope
Just space
How do you do it?
Thinking you evolved
Such a pity
No gratefulness
What gives you joy?
Sighting the green trees and their lush fruits
the sea and the blue skies
the rain and the sun
And there is no omnipotence
How do you know it?
The larger than life itself
The uncertainties and mishaps
Hanging by a thread
When money can’t help
And love isn’t the answer
What do you do?
Is it worth it?
Being logical and calculative
When your burdens can be cast
And your heart can be peaceful
Be stupid and happy
Not logical and blue.
-Chidimma Nnagbo
Now is the time
What will the end result be?
Will I die or will I wake?
Questions that haunt me with every decision I make
Like will I make it to heaven if I stay this way?
Will I suffer much if I put it away?
What is the end result?
It’s all to what end?
The end of a matter is supposed to be better than when it first began.
So what then will I do?
I ask myself again
Again and again and again
It seems like I’m being profane
Ii can’t go back to what I was
Neither can I stay
The very ground I stand on is quicker than clay
Stop confusing me please!
I keep the voices at bay
Only I don’t know who is talking
Is it my Saviour or my shame?
The ground I stand on quivers
Do I move on higher?
I stand, I fall, I shiver
If only hope could hold me now
I slip, I fall, I can’t get up
I think I’m lost right now
But there’s something in the distance
Something calling out loud
Wait! Wait!!
I shout and shout
It seems I’m talking so loud.
Now the ground shatters
I am lost in a free fall
Just falling…
Deeper…
Deeper…
Further…
Further…
Into the dark
I give up
I close my eyes
I surrender
I give up
I begin to close my eyes
Then I’m struck by lightening!
I find myself on a road now
Gripping something so strong
The grace which I once lost
I look in front of me
There’s a road to my left
Another to my right
A decision, I must make now
A path to life, and a path to death
I smile now, for I know the decision to take
The decision is mine.
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The next time you walk up to someone and boast you can do something, I am probably guessing the next words that will effortlessly flow from the lips of this someone would sound something like Prove it!
So here’s a thought, you claim to have a dream and truthfully I do not believe you but before you ramble on with your history, prospects and all what-nots
Here’s how you can prove it
Be quiet enough to hear Him lead you
Be arrogant enough to believe it
Be patient enough to plan for it
Be bold enough to act on it
Be crazy enough to pursue it
and Be wise enough to know its not about only you
See the brighter side they say
Stay positive they’ll always remind
Be good! That’s the urge
Stand for what and who you believe in
That’s good and the great but
Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our Faith
That’s the truth and the way
– Bunmi Atteh
Christ a poet 