What is in your hand Hope you understand Talent on demand Still no special gland Innovation and Information crammed The point is who I am Too saved to be damned Spiritually armed
Jesus in a man Problems try to swarm Solve ‘em up like tan Money became the plan Naira, Cedi or Rand But the race that I ran One particular man Turned me into a lamb A spiritual RAM Follow up applicants Why fight over land When I’m heir to the stars Why cry over yams When I’m loved by “I am”
Tell gravity I defied it Tell the birds I too can fly Yeah, you can’t deny my finesse Heaven bound, yes I’m the “flyest” Ever since I met his Royal highness I got lost in his presence So, I don’t want to be found No more going round in circles As his word has boxed me in All you see is the definition of snow My dictionary doesn’t know what sin is anymore So I ain’t afraid to fall I will land on solid rock Meditate on his word All my troubles I just lost stock of Got to preach of his second coming Tick Tock, say the clock So I’m racing against time But It’s not by power or might I might still wrestle with life But now I’ve got GOD in my corner So I can’t lose that fight Joint heir with my king, See me rocking my crown
For we are not ignorant of the devices of the enemy With all the vices going on in various parts of the world We are firm in the promises of the Lord in His word
The scriptures contain the truth we need so we search It helps us guide our heart with all diligence all the way We keep on with the fight of faith for fear is a defeated fellow
Now we know, we wrestle not against flesh and blood This war we fight neither with swords nor physical strength But the weapon sharper than two edged sword; the word
So we let not our hearts be troubled for He is with us We put on the breastplate of righteousness in all And walk with our heads high in victory parade always
Even if the sunken sun Tucks in the radiance Of your Glory I will worship
And if the birds Sheds of their feathers And start writing letters To petition the coverage Of your Love….I will worship
Though the mountains May mount up their shoulders Like platoons of soldiers To fight the greatness Of your might I will still worship
Let the waters Overflow it borders And join forces with its brothers To alter the Altar Of their father I will worship
In the tininess of my voice In the thinness of my cords With the deafness of my breath From the creeks To the street From battle to castle
I will always Lift up my eyes Bring down my knees to your heels Stretch out my hands like the sand And bow in awe for you My all belongs to you
And I will not be silent Rather be violent Serving in your presence Because my life without Your essence Is a sentence without sense NONSENSE !
Let men cook up theories of Evolution I will stir up an army of Revolution That will invade Nations With a resolution That you are the God of all creations
I will not stop to give my Worship To your Lordship Because if I was not caught In your courtship I will have been a lost sheep Buried in the belly of hardship
Beyond the measure Of magnitude, Amplitude, latitude and Altitude I will worship
For a people yet to find true purpose
For those hurting hoping to be healed
For those hurting, not hoping that they’d be healed
For anyone whose effort doesn’t work out as expected
For that someone who has accepted being unaccepted
For you that has belittled your abilities
For the me that has assumed the front seats are for the bright ones and the back seat has my name on it
The me that suffers from low self esteem
Who say that I’m not worth the life I’m living
Less of myself, less of what I had dreamt
The torment of my nightmares becoming my realities…
My dear,
It was for you that the Messiah got slapped, got mocked
Got those scars
He scars are meant to scare the scarecrows in your path
Your name was part of the names he had in mind for each whip received
You are worth fighting for
An outstanding conqueror
There! I said it!
What scales have blinded the beautiful sight of how God sees you? What ears? Ephaphtha! Be open! He him call your name As a people set out to break these cycles and dominate You are washed sparkling white with his pure blood
And as Ezekiel Azonwu once said ” Pure blood is not in vein vain” Have this invade your mind You are worth the fight!
There is a numbness in my head
A searing pain that threatens to strip me of my sanity
And blur my senses of whatever hold on life they have left
So much that my hands cannot thump my chest
Cannot allow me to say it is alright and that I have help within
Groaning out to remind me of who I am and why there’s life in me, but I scream
The numb becomes a pain that only allows me see the trauma
And bitterness and anger I carried for so long
That I could not forgive myself because of
And has now taken control of who I am
The numb has spread to my fingers
I cannot touch my face, to feel the life that lives in me
Cannot feel the warmth on my skin
The blood that flows through my veins
I stagger backwards and I feel a panic rising in my chest
Up to my windpipe threatening to come out through my mouth and when it does
I gasp for air, for a breath
I steady myself by a wall and with wide eyes I take deep breaths
Swallowing as much as I can force down then the tears come
Willingly, patiently, next they become sobs, loud
Choking sobs and in that moment I feel the life seep out of me
Slowly, without a fight and my legs, weak, throb
Throb so bad I can no longer stand so I slide down while hugging myself
It is not going to be alright
It won’t be alright until I see the help right within me
Silently saying ‘it’s okay’ all the while I was fighting with myself
Telling me to stop and allow him fight because my defenses are down
With the numbness and pain
But I could not see it because I took my eyes off him and focused on me
My pain, my panic, my hurt and so it’s not going to be alright
Until I stop fighting alone
Christ a poet 