Joe Abiding

What is one task when the Lord’s is the impact?

Jo sef
Wife be the mother of Jesus
Jesus!
Buy into truth, no be naira and cedis
Ten years later, still a legend of the CEDARS

Tall trees and the leaves read scripture
I’d be more of an owl than a vulture
I’ll be fasting from both food and the culture
Cap thing, Christ a poet with my suture
What’s more?
Mercy gave what I didn’t plan for
Christ in me was the only option
Tell me what’s up
Unsubscribed from the world, of course

Silent power
Saint Breathing but the form ninth taya
Seventh Seal and the hour of prayer
Holy Spirit Slashes, I’m a demon slayer
Buy into truth, no be naira and cedis
Ten years later, still a legend of the CEDARS
What is one task when the Lord’s is the impact?

Godzniel
© 2026

TODAY

Today is reason
Today is meaning

Today is infantry
Today is victory

Today is opportunity
Today is destiny

Today is living
Today is being

Today is minutes
Today is season

Today is present
Today is presence

Today is temporal
Today is eternal

Ezeonyeka Godswill
© 2026

Jesus is final proof

*Some lines in this poem are written in Nigerian Pidgin English

God good I get proof,
See how Him dey pamper me like say I be Him only pikin


Damn that philosophy that there’s no God, His mercies are too sure, brand new every morning.

See the power at work in me because of He who conquered death and sin, ahh
If e easy, come run am.

See the place wey I dey,
I sit in high places with the most high
So, who dem be, where dem dey?
Jesus is final proof

The Edet Isiting
© 2026

These three: Faith Love and Hope

1st Corinthians 13:13

As 2025 draws it’s last breath
Leaving some of us wondering how fast it went

And 2026 approaches with silent steps
Shrouded in mystery and unknown depths

We must take time to reflect
As the the old gives way to the new

Not on unanswered prayers that our minds would have us dwell upon
But rather with intentionality on the riches of Abba’ goodness

Shifting our gaze from things undone
With laser focus on things he has done

Those blessings we sometimes fail to notice
That our hearts would like to miss

Yes! I speak of those very ones
Considered common, normal, usual

Which are of great value and of immense worth
Only if we pause and think upon them, do we realise how good our God indeed is

Like the gift of life, the very reason we are here today
The unquantifiable blessing of good people, family and friends

Soundness of mind and good health which money can’t buy

The miracle of going out and returning safely EVERY DAY!
Having no human bodyguards yet heavily guarded by God’s invisible angels

The precious gift of salvation we got on a platter of gold
An offer denied to Lucifer and his fallen angels

The Name of Jesus- that wonder working name
That answers us when we cry unto Him

And more that time may not permit me to mention
But which I am sure we all have received

And if like me, you are grateful for His manifold blessings

Chorus with me:

“Thanks be to God who daily loads us with benefits”

Now,
As we march with triumph into the new year
There is a word for you and me

Written in 1st Corinthians 13:13
“And now abides faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest is love

On faith, Remember, faith comes by hearing and hearing the word of God. So feed on the word and believe it as though your life depends on it
For Indeed it does!
For the just trully, shall live by faith

On hope,
Remember Abraham, the father of faith,
Who, against all hope, believed in hope and became the father of all nations
Never lose hope, no matter what, for hope makes one not ashamed!

And on love,
Remember Jesus and how he demonstrated his love for you
Consider His Sacrifice
And never forget your worth, for you are greatly loved, no matter what

So stay grounded in His love
On your highest mountain or
In your lowest valley
For He has said:

“I will never leave you nor forsake you”

AMEN 🙏

Olufunke Ajegbomogun
© 2026

Silent Power

If Silent Power had a name, Joseph would be it
Not Joseph son of Jacob
Not Joseph husband to Mary
But one Joseph who desired to see God’s kingdom come
He spoke and authorities listened
He did what the world fears to mention
He carried the dead body of not just any man or demi-god, but God himself
He fulfilled scripture because faith rendezvoused with wealth
Even when the news of resurrection spread
No one dared to accuse him of the Lord’s body
Sometimes I feel John the beloved might have a competition for the left seat besides Jesus while I watch from the right 😂
Humor me
That’s what silent power looks like

Hannah DGinus
© 2025

Proof

Your mercy still stand even when life shake me like generator wey no get fuel and when storm raise voice like market women, Your peace calm am, even JBL speakers no loud reach this truth.

I don waka inside fire, yet Your grace na the forth man for that furnace. Blessings wey full my hand, na only your fingerprint fit produce am.

My past be wan dey try drag me back like conductor wey no get change, but the cross sharpaly calm am down. 

As your nails write my freedom na so your blood sign am like court truth. For heaven courtroom, Jesus stand gidigba which living proof reach that one Abeg 

Him love no dey reduce; na so every trial dey shrink like cloth wey see hot water. Even when darkness wan argue, Your light flash am like police for check point, proof wey no dey whine.

When fear dey whisper like thief for backyard, Your Word shout “who goes you!” back.

I dey wake every day because Your covenant cover me like aluminium zinc for rainy roof. And my life? The testimony loud gan, na megaphone wey go always shout: God’s love go always be the final proof.

UbdaPoet
©2025

Lord, help

Sometimes I trust, most times I doubt
Sometimes, I trust God in the process
Most times, I doubt that the process will yield my expected outcome
So I pray, “Lord help my unbelief”

TC_writes
© 2025

Chest Knot

Force yourself to sit.
Force yourself to wait.
Force yourself to trust.
Force yourself to forgive.
Force yourself to laugh.
Force yourself to write.
You can’t help that you fuss yourself—
So force yourself to leave the shelf
and let your path praise the Lord.

Bring me home, bring me home, Lord.
I’m looking for a different satisfaction.
Norm told us to steal and keep eating,
The team disbanded to hunt for new stories,
And the show goes on; the sun circuits still.
I need to practice letting God choose—
For present comfort is no guarantee.

Bring me home, bring me home, Lord.
Footsteps prince me a path through the din.
Hands that held my back now applaud my stumbling—
Speaking of my stumbling:
I was sipping last ones, hoping that the first won.
And the show goes on; the trump is still blown.
All my medals rust before the changing times,
for You, Lord, were my only true possession.

Bring me home, bring me home, Lord.
These scars will follow me into victory.
Rooftop farming—aura wasn’t the only fruit.
I have witnessed enough to shrug from a cloud.
Lord, please take the pen again; write me back to right.
Outside Your Word, there was treachery that paralyzed.
For You alone are truth,
and Yours walk beneath a different sky…

…beneath a different why.

Bring me home, bring me home, Lord—
everywhere I am.

Godzniel
©2025