You may not understand my clan,
For it is celestial
I dwell in my Mount Zion.
You don’t know me
For I am a son unto I AM
And my name is written in gold.
You may not understand,
Thousands of Angels dances with me
I and Christ drinks with the same royal cup.
Ugwu David C
©2023
Worth is in your hand.
I hope you understand
Those talents on demand
They had no special glands
An ovation they hyped
In formation they clapped
But like an unchanging dot,
the point is who I am
Too saved to give a damn
supernaturally armed
Jesus inner man
When problems tryna swarm
I stayed building my clan
When money was the plan
Naira, Cedi or Rand
From Naija to Iran
This partly cooler man
Came bearing love in arm
Transformed me to a lamb
From a symbolic ram
Why fight over lands?
When I’m hair to the skies
Truth rooted like the yam
I am loved by I am
Uc Truth
(C) 2021
You are of the King’s clan; you are royalty. Fix your crown!
Zoe Ziva
Christ a poet 