Story says,
I was born as a golden boy,
In coal city
To ordinary lovers.
Story says,
My flaws outnumbers my character.
Still, great stories forces me up,
Pushes me to the brink and beyond.
Story says,
Many will not make the peak
Unless, the stories, their study
Becomes light or spirit.
Ugwu David C
©2023
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
King Uwe
© 2020
Dear Believer,
Christ has not come to mould you in guilt
but manifested to destroy the fiery fright
of hell
and release thee from inferiority cell
for you’re a chosen generation
priest in kingly mansion
you’re a god
with big God
Yeshua is not here for your eviction
but all the way to the cross, it is redemption;
from thy saviour
you conquered the forces and its emperor
for you’re made a battleaxe,
weapon of war
to break the devil’s ass
and send his men trembling by thy roar
Jesus died for all thy sins
leave the screen
and stop watching the old scenes,
you already have a holy gene!
for unto us, Christ is made righteousness
in pure holiness
in perfect sanctification
and accomplished redemption
hey,
what else?
Josh’ Oloyede Oluwafemi
©2020
Christ a poet 