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Takamura vs Zoro

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I remember when I started to write like this; when I started sinking to feeling the words in jots of bliss, regardless of the proper pause to punctuate. I couldn’t be made to squeeze the grapes. I’d slice over grate, but I thank God that aging doesn’t kill wine.

So this time, I will let the vapors of my diction medicate instead of entertain, since I’m hoping for a different thing.

I’m hoping to divide the truth behind the things our eyes fail to notice.
Not popularity’s secret
But pop reality’s secrets?
Because the race escaped the swift, and the battle escaped the mighty
I was hoping to attain true power, but my greed made me so indecisive.

Lord, if I am a fight…

I am the Lord’s rifle rifling through Holy Words to reload before I snipe a slice of eternity into a generation. They will hear true hymns of Him through me, even when I’m long gone, like a long gun.

I am one of the Lord’s arrows
I was stoned once but Medusa lost
Praise to God, l trust His love
So I pull back with a rejoice, remembering the sharpening of yester years
Obedience breeds obedience, and each level asks for greater grace
That is why I either lay hands or stand and say

I am a branch burning unconsumed and screening to a thousand Moseses.
We are novices, but we become fools without his seal
Everyone has their own part to play in fulfilling God’s multimillienal promises
Even the devil knows the believer gets the best deal
No negotiations needed, we greet them and that’s it

I am
Like my Father who is all in all
I have more faith in God than in Panadol
You can wait on Him and run in faith, a paradox
But those who did nothing but prayed are still not a pair of ducks
Because admitting we didn’t let God choose is where our para docks
And when we think of those we failed to pray for, our para ducks

I am a voice and a face a group of witty words
Being ignored or being shared,
And I rejoice that heaven read
And I rejoice that God is heard
And I realize I’m sharing bread
And it is spirit-led to be praying to be Spirit-led

I remember when I started to write like this; maybe it is a testament to how God made me. And I celebrate the variety of people. Each of us having a measure of God’s spirit that is no more God-shaped, but us individually. And in Christ, we each receive the Spirit of God. We receive Christ, who was one with God without measure.

Who best to wield you, than your maker?
After all, God knows you more than you will ever know yourself
So imagine the wonder, that He will you, and so much more

To the one who believes…

Godzniel
©2026

Want Less Too

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Stillness is wanting less as Christ is more than enough
Stillness is being a mess and yet flying as a stone in God’s catapult
Stillness is Love saying that the very wrong one is still her own
Stillness is the peace that leaves faculties and authorities befuddled

Stillness is the lepers saying come and see
Stillness is Elijah saying bring for me
Stillness is Noah with a 100-year start-up biz
Stillness is Ruth saying where you go you go with me

Still, I will trust in him who is my stillness
Stillness wasn’t found in narcs or man’s promises
Stillness wasn’t found until the Son set free

Stillness is Him dawning both on and in you
Stillness is Isaiah twenty-six verse two too
Stillness is answering mishap with “God is still good”
Stillness is when a Saint, breathing, transforms

Still, I will wait on him in and out the stillness
Stillness wasn’t found in temporary pleasures
Stillness wasn’t found until the Word sent words
Still, my heart wants less as it is yours

Godzniel
©2026

Want Less

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Indignation plagues my nation, where I would expect compassion
Scars and blood stains point to orphans birthing generations
If the Lord were not our Father, we’d be farther from touching perfection
There’s no option besides Christ
Research that
If it isn’t the Amen, it’s death and a tripod

Spectacular spectacles wear the spectacles of God’s Son
And His Word designs the causes and the consequences

What is suffering when I know He loves me?
Bear it all for Christ, knowing that He will reward me
Yes, I heard the shots, but I’m long gone before a long gun can point me
And I rifle through the bullet points from Bible study

Been a while since I was really hungry
I am Jacob with a pot, jealous of some Edom
Father Father, why are people that hate you successful?
Why are they bedecked in wealth and don’t know your kingdom
And ignore your kingdom
Mixing things you didn’t and then they ask me ‘Which craft?’
Turning stones to bread, how’d they get past Matthew 4 & 5?

Lord, I’m grateful for Miss Education
How she hid them
Easter eggs for the one who searches
John on Camel couture chose the desert over tiled streets

Godzniel
©2026

Ra Moth Gilead

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I spot Peace at 3 O’clock
I obey, they call it luck
Kicks dig in like years of work
Israelite-like spin the block
Israelite not Israeli
Read the other or the G
Tetra-grammar-ton or wind
I think you’ll run into Him
I eye aisles when it’s not my walk-up
Fight like Farts when the fans shut up
Might fly kites if I search Playstore
Kai wallahi God is what I’m Four

I spot Wonder at Ten O’clock
Shoes of Peace so He is my Walk
Choice is His to preen or pluck
If I can pray, I can’t be stuck
Cheeeshhh
When I’m a grandfather
I hope I write a little bolder
Of the Lord Jesus and The Lord Father
The Timeless set the timer
Above Him is none higher
Those that tried still lose if I…

Say the name
Say the name 
Say the name
Say the name
J-E-S-U-S is saving those who will trust in him

Godzniel
©2026

Love as a Sword

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Matrices and Tetris with funds and where they’re needed
Not enough a pause to stop and heave relief indeed
As we proceed
The tiers of tears stack a volume rancid
Jesus be like, “Tag me.”

Murderers and Traitors abroad the land in nooks and heights
Mother asked for success, I’m bored with base human delights
Morning Glory is your Word empowering, and I answer like a sacred thing
For before I ever spoke, I had made a praise offering
Jesus be like, “Tag me.”

Tag me and the Kingdom comes
Love will listen, love will calm
And some cases, love will slam
Whatever the options,
Surrender to his balm, it embalms all the flesh moves
When we show up how He wants, there are gasps too
Exceedingly abundantly,
Are you never not entertained?

Godzniel
©2026

Love as a Filter

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Pause
Mid scroll I start
Log on and wait
Pray first gang
No other food on my plate
Pass it with no PR
Grace is how I’ve been Sir
I would have to slow down just to be selfish
And my honor for the pastors no dey finish
Love is sacrifice, those words are verbiage
What does it take to crack through this world’s mirage?

My voice
He replied my sheep hear my voice
After they hear, they each have a choice
Make real music or chime with the noise

Godzniel
©2026

Tong of Tongues

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Fluttering wings when I ratatatata
Holy Ammo and a spoken Katana
Shuriken made of rhema and light
Regen made of life more abundant

Hey IK,
We used to run to altars to alter the courses of curses we nursed
But now we are vendors of miracles, growing and growing others
Faith reimbursed,
Charge it to my Christ card
We conquered in him
We tell it in hymns
And in our seconds and how we second him like second to none

When have we won?
When we have obeyed the word
The burden is light, and he made us lamps
I’m writing God poems until I’m a Gramps
It’s funny how people still gather in camps
With O² in lungs and time on their hands
To set up a tower and push evil back
All without getting God’s nod to attack
Fluttering wings when I ratatatata
Holy Ammo and a spoken Katana
Shuriken rain made of rhema and light
Resurrection at the sound of life more abundant

Abundant

Stop in the street just to whisper I love you
Secret messages and missions we do
Trek small then we take a canoe
Silence since you might say some more
Soaked in your discernment, I’m still
Savor each spot I was destined to heal
Surrealest of trips and the stories are real
Serving The Lord is the better deal
Serving The Lord is always the better deal

Godzniel
©2026

Greater Is He

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Form set for the engines.
Jonah on a beach, please.
Pirate on God pistons.
I boast in His beauties.

Though I’m more Zion than Zenin,
I sometimes preach in screenshots instead of videos.
Why I do that, Lord knows.
Two knees before ten toes.
One verse before ten moves.
Form set for the engines.
Pirate on God pistons.

Difficulty is a safe space;
That’s when you can rock grace.
Though all the while we are soaked, sewn, and in its face.
Love, love — it’s a love case,
But it gives me a rich heritage.

I can trust in the Lord,
And He breaks every cage.
I’m a creature of Word;
It’s His pleasure.
That’s where I abide, and He resides,
And my hide often hides one or two miracles.
And the name of the Lord is extolled through the scenes.
That’s the Prince of Peace,
The Apocalypse and the Genesis.

Return

Check, check.
My breathing form set for the content engines.
I am so Jonah on a beach, please.
I’m in love with a purposeful Being,
And His Spirit makes me into a pirate on God pistons.
I am awestruck, so I boast in His beauties.
Every day, Jesus is the heart of the stories.

And everyone is welcome to research this:
All the earth does sit as the Lord’s business —
And the heavens.

Form set for the engines.
Jonah on a beach, please.
Pirate on God pistons.
I boast in Him — boast in His mechanics

Godzniel
©2026