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God’s Nigeria

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Hello Friends!

How are we doing?

If you’re Nigerian here, what a nerve-wracking election weekend it has been ehh? Now in the midst of that, we found ways to express our faith and our hope for a new Nigeria using our art. The title of that Freestyle predictably was God’s Nigeria, and boy did that sum up all our prayers.I’m going to walk you through that freestyle journey, and I hope you are as blessed as we are. My name is Miracle, and it is my honor to serve you today.

Tolu opened the floor at 02:09pm WAT with this beautiful piece;

God’s Nigeria, land of diversity,
Where cultures and tribes converge with clarity,
A land of beauty and endless possibility, With a history that spans through infinity.

From the green savannah to the sandy shores,
To the bustling cities and peaceful moors, Nigeria is a place where hope soars,
And the people’s spirit forever roars.

In the north, the sun sets behind hills,
The east with its flowing streams and rills, The west, where the ocean breeze thrills, And in the south, the rainforest spills.

From the Hausa to the Igbo and Yoruba, And countless other tribes that form a hub, Nigeria is a place where love is above,
And everyone shares in God’s eternal love.

Amidst challenges and trials that often test,
Nigeria remains a country that’s truly blessed,
For God’s hand of grace continually rests,
And the people’s faith in Him forever invests.

So let us all come together and sing,
Of God’s Nigeria, where hope takes wing,
And let our praises to Him forever ring,
For in Him, we find our strength and everything.

And then Oluwafemi wrote this apt, and succinct chaser at 03:52pm WAT;

ELECTIONS

elections are coming
booths are opening
vote buying are ongoing
fake promises are fulfilling

but God’s Nigeria:

 miracle shall happen
 if we vote obediently
 not our bellies…

Our freestyle host, the multi-talented Niel Quchi followed that with an anthem of sorts by 05:48pm WAT;

God’s Naija’s got airports like malls
Shallow streams but plenty platforms
Sons hear ‘PVC’ and return
Borders bothered by no neighbors
Rich christians obey the Bro Code
Less ‘I will’s and more ‘Its all done’

The civil servants earning civilly
Marriages lacking see-finish
God’s town and the black Atlantis
So so, biko quench dem parties

And then ChyD, beautiful, talented, poised, and gracious sent in this satirical piece at 06:18pm WAT;

I go hospital for Pap smear and the doctor begin yarn me on HPV. When e reach my turn to ask questions I come dey call am PVC. I tell the doctor say na slip of tongue but I get good reason. Because the blood wey spill on 20th October thick like pap and smeared our hopes and dreams. But that one dey, because our hopes don renew.

She took a breather, but it seemed she was not done yet, because these followed at 07:54pm;

We are at the verge of entering the promise land. What is 10kg of labeled rice when we can have milk and honey?

Oh you are lactose intolerant?
Say no more. We have eba.
Too polished for eba? We have intercontinental dishes.
Mention it. In the lord’s reign, there is fullness and abundance

3 Peter 1:1
And behold, Peter left the bountiful land of lawlessness and established himself in an unknown land where he labored. The lord saw his heart and blessed him with the love of the people.

And with this we came to the end of our freestyle Friday for 24th February, 2023. I hope this blessed you, thank you for sticking with me through this again. If you’re still reading, please take a couple minutes to pray for Nigeria.

Bless up!

Authors:

Niel Quchi

Tolu (The Alchemist)

ChyD

Oluwafemi

God’s Positivity

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Hello Friends!

How are we doing? I hope the month of love has met you well?

First off, I want to use this opportunity to remind you whose you are, and whose love has saved you. You were worth dying for, if you have nothing else to celebrate today, celebrate this truth.

Now without further ado, I’d like to take you on another Freestyle Friday journey. My name is Miracle, and as always privilege to serve you today.

Our last Freestyle Friday took place on the 10th of February, 2023, and our host was the talented Niel Quchi. It’s theme? God’s Positivity.

Ebubechi opened the floor at about 12:06pm with this absolutely vibrant and uplifting piece;

God is positivity personified
Ask mother nature and she would you
Tell the man saw null and void
But he called forth shape to
Take the full space.

Full of glory and power
His spirit hovered on
The surface of the deep
He took a leap of faith
Then screamed let
There be light.

God’s not a mediocre
That’s why the igbo’s
Call him AKA’NEMEMMA
Yes his the hand that
Beautifies.

His words are fireful
Swift to execute
If you haven’t seen
Nothing go back to
Genesis and from
There grab the REVELATION
Of what was said and

He looked at all he has
Made and confirmed they
Were good.

For all he made
He has made for his own
Pleasure
God is positivity personified
Ask mother nature and
She would you tell the
Man NO DEY FEAR!!!!

And who is he that the sea and storms
Obey?

At a single command he called forth things that were not and they
Came to be

Hold thou forth O mighty comrade!!!
For thy God is FEARLESS
He didn’t need to take a gulp of FEARLESS though that’s why the Igbo’s call him Odum’egbojudah
Yes he’s the lion of
Judah’s tribe

God is positivity personified ask mother nature and she would you tell he’s everything.

Now if you’ve taken a little tour of your own around here, you wouldn’t be a stranger to Ebube’s words, and boy do they always pack a punch?!

Next up we had the Uc Truth one of our OG’s spewing truth as always;

God is positive

I love it when atheists boast

When their spec of an opinion is viewed through error prescribed glasses to magnify its importance in existence.

So there is no God because you said it?

I guess Mark will seize to exist if the blue app could raise a voice too

John taught us of life
And it is way more than being able to breathe in
So all your “strike me down if you really are God” doesn’t even move the great I Am
He’s busy listening to hymns sung in Glee from hearts of strings struck in awe of Messiah.
The ability to wash sin forever.

You are yam with skin that could be peeled any time if he pleased

So to think that any time you have here is long enough to spite enough to damage a lot from the one who literally would have to strip himself of all he is in order to stoop low enough to exist in time, is foolish

Solomon caught a glimpse and you know what he said I’m sure you recite it in your circles.

Your lack of faith doesn’t equal a lack of Him
That’s bad math
Sponsored by meth
You probably thought you could deal yourself drug enough to test positive to sense
But all you can muster is another paper lit
moss is growing on you
And if you keep rolling like this you’ll end up in an eternity
Where the joke is on you

For as long as you walk this Earth through a design he perfected, birth.
The litmus stayed purple
So regardless of your negativity
Your every wake is God’s positivity
He’s passing the test of love with every gravity that keeps you from floating
You can keep boasting
Just remember,
His Exist-positive is you.

Phew! Talk about words packing a punch.
Then we had our brilliant Tolu (The Alchemist) come with a beautiful addition;

God’s positivity shines like the sun,
Brighter and warmer than anything.
A light that dispels all fear and sorrow,
And brings hope to our suffering.


In every moment, both great and small,
His love and kindness do abound.
For He is the source of all goodness,
And His mercy knows no bounds.

His positivity spreads like wildfire,
Igniting hearts and lifting souls.
For when we bask in its warm glo,
All negativity takes flight and goes.

In God’s positivity we find peace,
And the strength to face each day.
For He walks beside us every step,
And guides us all the way.

So let us bask in God’s light always,
And bask in its radiant gleam.
For with each step we take towards it,
We find positivity’s fulfilling dream.

And then we had Niel at 02:26pm WAT with this piece;

All things are possible
And all the things that we imagine might all be true
It still don’t make the Word less by a decimal
So spread the word from Ukraine to Senegal

I love to meet the agnostics and the shrugs they give,
Atheists bore me, their stance is sehr lazy
Satan makes suggestions both to them and me
But I dey follow Holy Spirit like vis-a-vis
I belittle no opinions in all topics
I just saw a kid tiktok Christ boldly
God must have known it was meant to be
But to trust another Adam? Positivity!

It’s giving Encore! And a couple people did ask, so Niel obliged us with this beautiful chaser;

God’s faith is a very good example
Understanding how he hopes has got me storm-bending
To trust in beings so stupid and simple
If God wasn’t positive, man would be in trouble

One man came across worlds
Stepped down from the Lord God
Two humans in the midst of
Was it duty or just love?

Family Three took a new turn
Four groups praise the new born
Five loaves later and a couple of fishes
Life in abundance is what he six to establish
Seven man to save him, love will slowly win the rubbish

We eight the bread of life, and it’s fruity when I do shit
Nein, Ich bin zufrieden und glücklich
Joy of the Lord, and my one is quite the strong 10
No dey do me strong thing

If no be God, all the numbers for dey miss calls
Abba answers from inside me like an echo

Phew! And with that we come to the end of this Freestyle Friday Recap. Thank you so much for doing this with me. Don’t forget to show love to someone random today. Be the light you want to see!

Bless up!

Authors

Ebubechi

Uc Truth

Tolu (The Alchemist)

Niel Quchi

DIFFERENT

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Hello Friends!

Hope you’re doing great?

So last weekend we had our first Freestyle Friday for the month of February, and it would be my pleasure to do this recap with you. My name is Miracle, and I hope you have as much fun as I do. Let’s go!

The theme of our Freestyle Friday session was Different. And as usual, this session was led by our man at the helm, the Niel Quchi

He started off with this beautiful opener at 05:01pm WAT

Tell the Ballards that the story repeats
Calling fire down to burn up the streams
Trying to see over all of the winks
And all of the grace and blessings got me thinking different

Interest

Eyes stayed on the gospel
John 1 is my gust pulled
Out a bottle of the Most High
Found I’m human and I still lie
But the cleansing sense is different
I am Paul plotting revenge
Gotta hit em with a message differen!!

Intern

Holy Spirit on the supervise
They who wins souls are called wise
Some reasons aren’t called ‘whys’
They are excuses that make us no differen!

System

I’ve been writing for a few years
Still expanding trying to match peers
We’ll be different till the chaff clears
Bring blood, no dey bring tears

He was then followed by the talented Tolu (The Alchemist) by 05:51pm with;

Different we may seem, diverse as can be
But beneath our skin, we all are free
Free to love, free to dream
And in our hearts, a common theme

Different colors, different ways
Different beliefs, different days
But deep within, we all have pain
And a longing for love to remain

Different languages, different scripts
Different voices, different lips
But in the end, we all desire
To have our spirit lifted higher


Different paths, we may have trod
Different burdens, we may have carried on
But in the end, we all seek peace
And the joy that comes with release


So let us embrace our differences
And cherish our unique existences
For in diversity, lies our strength
And the beauty of a world at length.

There was a bit of a lull as we took in Tolu’s beautiful words, when the beautiful Sophia Dawodu came in with this poem at 07:56pm

Is there a mirror for the mind?
A mirror to see the changes my fingers have lost numbers to count.
A mirror to see how there isn’t enough breath to count the length of eternal my life now is.
Is there a mirror enough to capture the image of… “new man” ?
“You, mine” branded by the holy spirit was the product when he said “it is finished”
“I, yours” became the awareness of his gift when I said “I believe”

 This was then quickly followed by a beautiful entry by our beloved CAPtain Ezeonyeka Godswill at 08:01pm:

Have you ever thought of the words “make sense”. How it rolls of our tongues when someone takes something from nonsense to some sense our weary gleefully recognize that there is thought behind design and a little bit of the chaos has been conquered.

To make sense is also to confine meaning to limited boundaries. To define design as bearing structured distance from anything else. It bears natural difference as its man-given right. It makes sense.

Have you ever thought what it means when God says I made you. That there is thought behind your design, that you are a little bit of conquered chaos orchestrated and carved to confine structure. You are made. That means you are distant from others. DIFFERENT

And as is quick becoming her custom, the multi-talented Eremipaghmo Pearl came in with a spillover on Sunday by 11:43am:

You and I can’t be the same
There’s no need
No matter how hard we may try
In making our prints like others
We will at best be copies
And if it’s for the fame
we’ll both lose the game

We’re different moving parts of a beautiful Unit
In our uniqueness
We still show the beauty there is
In the singleness of heart
See, same thing may influence our steps
But our response will always reveal our difference

I don’t deny our oneness
For we were hewn from same rock
But when we became chips
Our positioning and perspectives
Gives the world different viewpoints
Of what our source prolly looks and feels like
You and I can never be the same
We’re different branches from same tree

If this isn’t a great way to end the freestyle exercise for the first week of February, I don’t know what is!

I hope you were blessed by these words, I hope it inspires you to be different, to embrace your uniqueness. But most of all, I hope these words remind you whose you are. Have a beautiful rest of the week. Bless Up!

Authors:

Niel Quchi

Tolu (The Alchemist)

Sophia Dawodu

Godswill Ezeonyeka

Eremipghmo Pearl

Still Pray

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It’s freestyle Friday and you know how we like to serve you; Hot 🔥 and fresh from the oven!!!. My name is Adeleye Olaoye and I will be the one to run you through Today’s menu. Niel, at 9:41 a.m., came to announce what we would be dishing for the day; Still Pray. I wonder what was going through his mind but anyway, sit back and enjoy your meal as your eyes feast on our poems.

At 9:46 A.M., Zoe Ziva opened dey floor:

Dey pray
E go be like say sometimes e no dey work, but still, dey pray
E go even be like Daniel wey dem go gather for your matter dey talk, but still, dey pray
Sometimes it may feel that your prayers are even dragging you towards what you’re praying against, yet again, still pray.
For in the place of prayers we gain strength for the days ahead, so still dey pray
For na den we go receive grace take make things happen and strength to stop the wrong things from happening.
So I say again. Dey pray.

Hope you enjoyed the appetizer? At 9:48 A.M., Godswill Ezeonyeka wrote:

Pray still I pray thee
When thy lips part in supplication
Let thine heart not wavering remain still
Let Jesus call thy peace to attention
And thy prayers find joyful voyage to Father

At 9:56 A.M., Hannah wrote:

When the edge is broken
When there are stray bullets flying in the streets
To pray or not to pray will not be a dilemma
When you are swallowed up by a fish
When you know you’re the reason for the chaos
To pray or not to pray will not be in conflict
But all pray and no watch makes the purpose of the One who sent you frustrated
Yet, all watch and no pray makes you a vessel of no use!

Godswill Ezeonyeka wasn’t done! At 10:03 A.M., he wrote:

Hearken! I pray thee
To the prayers prayed before
Our fathers besought the Father’s very being
With open hearts they yearned for answers we now ignore
Ye! The poured out Spirit searcheth for praying sons

At 10:43 A.M., The Niel wrote :
Father take it from me
Any hanging ons
Gbadura Fun mi
Favors get returned
May acidic spirits get watered down
Man on Holy Ghost
Word Diet and nightgown
We still pray for things we should be praying at
Father said pursue from where you’re kneeling at
Na Spirit go back you, just raise the right mast
Our room is espo, We were an Atlas
I still pray like spiritual pillow talk
Given there are days when we do outburst
The power and eternity sit above the talk
The Lord and His Word are the very First

Felzpoecy, at 10:45 dropped his bars:
When life seats you down to have a meeting with love
And your body begins to feel man enough to own it
Remember
Nobody ever made the right handbook for loving
So when you fall in a kind of love that doesn’t keep you warm in winter
Teach yourself to stand up
Do not leave without burning the bridges
The heat would help you through your travel to a better place

At 10:55 A.M., Ubamara wrote:
Stand still my soul, I pray thee
And know that He is God
When my heart is overwhelmed within me
Still will I pray
More times than I care to count
Has the One who is Love come through for me
And when it seems like my okro doesn’t draw
Still will I pray to the One I’m drawn to

At 11:38 A.M., The Jemcy wrote this:
The rule is simple
Pray or Faint
But I plead with you to choose the former
Its easier than you all have made it
Its as simple as telling me everything
As you would a friend.
I’m tired of being your last option
And being called upon only when you’re in trouble
I want you to dial the line just to say hi
I want our communication to be a constant thing.
I’m not a deaf God my boy
I just want you to pray some more
Till prayer becomes your lifestyle
The solution is simple
When you’re weak, ask me for help to pray…
And by asking, you just started to pray!!!

At 11:45 A.M., Eremipaghmo Pearl rounded up when she wrote this:
Speak the infinite liturgical languages
Pray! It’s a familiar code
Series of requests
Thanksgivings
Intercessions
Let the silent voice cry out
Leave the answer to the one whose say counts
Pray, it’s a familiar code
People still seek a listening ear
Raging thoughts driving them mad
And before them is the familiar code
Yet they know it not
Stiffled faith is what desperation births
The labour is ominous
If we don’t know the code
Let it out
Let it out to the one whose say count
Pray still regardless of what language you know
Still pray when thoughts go wild.
Do both in the name of Jesus

Authors:
Godswill Ezeonyenka
Zoe Ziva
Ubamara
Eremipaghmo Pearl
Niel
Jemcy
Felzpoecy