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Waiter

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Lord, I lack the sadness needed to be straightforward
Some who know the facts will shrug like, ‘This Coward!’
But I only send these scream-shots to you
I will alley-oop my cares to you,
Lord, you are calm and veto
Encore, until I’m Phillip’d to a new location

Lord, I lack the angst to call storms a problem
What I ask for Lord is grace to be ardent
Grace to be fervent, you are my extent
Straightened by the Word, I recall when I was hell-bent
And if you weren’t backing us up, we’d be fronting
Joking
And all the whole being eaten while your mercy kept us breathing – Ahhhhh

Lord, I…
Look to you when I count my trophies
Souls you snatched out the fire
How can coals be riches?
I rely on your plan, but this path is treacherous

Niel,
Learn to close your eyes and let the silence permeate
Babies bring immense joy, but they’ll make you wait
Now relate, to how you ghost and resurrect at your behest
If I’m patient with my kids, you should copy and paste
Love them like I love you
Sacrifice and pray too
Let no taste deceive you
Let your mercy shine through
And when they annoy you, while saying they love you
Do that thing that I do
Give their good a good zoom

And wait…

Lord, I lack the nonchalance for this
Then feel; walk the storm and let the water mix
I told you long ago that My grace is more than enough for this
Ha!
Watch and pray and do not faint to this
The joy has developed so you have all the strength to love through this

Diss
Oh! to slash my way through all of this
But I know your way is better, so I’ll wait for it
Cook this story how you please
Ease, never was among your promises
After all, you’re with me land, air or seas
You send your word and Ctrl-A-Del disease
And you know the whole path from the start of each
I will wait, Lord, your whisper is enough wings

Godzniel
© 2026

Cough and Breakfast

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The next trip was a fall, but I lacked ground
How could I be grounded, being born in the Most High?
How could I be so high when the lowly are close to the Lord’s eye
I know why
I know why I would cry
I know why, no matter what I said, I was unheard
Because no man, no matter how female she is, was born to be prayed to

The hills didn’t heal me, though I climbed up the rungs of wrong rights
Wrong rites, yes, because everything is part of a ritual to make you rich in something
Reach for something
Sum things up and find the difference between breathing and being alive.

But I forgot…

I forgot the lessons the lashes had whipped into my health
I forgot that I couldn’t get new life from the words death spelt
Life had to die just to give death Life
Tell another man’s cake to avoid my knife

The next trip was a fall, but I’m a flying thunder god
Kuchiyose Arome sermons, I sank in Word
Water’s still the best reply to artless mud
Affidavit in the heavens with my new name
Only thing I really lack is enough shame
But I forgot all that once the trip started
If you knew your Delilah, would you stick the chicks prescribed
Or let your cock crow while avoiding getting haircuts?

I forgot…

But the Spirit is soul-syrup and dinner for two
And the pawn becomes a Knight in Ephesians Six Armour
Pilgrim-steeze, and abundant life is the final destination
Soldier Boy, tell them where your heart is hidden

Make me stronger, Lord
To say no to yeye
Take my heart away
Hide it where they cannot steal it
Where they cannot break it

The next trip…

Godzniel
© 2026

Forgiven much

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When one reads the Gospels, one tends to be tempted to shout “ojoro!”

A woman caught in the act!
Not days ago or years ago. Not past sins o… caught in the act my brethren!!

Then one has to catch themselves and ask, wait o…am I a Pharisee or the unmerciful servant?

Or am I saying the Lord Jesus is not just? God forbid

It is he who has been forgiven much who loves much. Else it means that one does not know the gravity for which he has been forgiven.

Selah

HannahDGinus
© 2026

See

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See what the Lord has done
See what the Lord hasn’t done

See what life has birthed
See what life has lost

See what gift you are
See what cost you cause

See what Jesus brought
See what Jesus left

See what most see
See what most ignore

Ezeonyeka Godswill
© 2026

Interstellar Footprints

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Verses written in seconds
Told the chef I want Seconds
God will never forsake us
Fishers of men, he made us
Evidence and Providence,
Arrows meet a faith defence
I see life in Jesus lens
Yes, I’m one of God’s friends

I’m past my past arms, like I’m running in Naruto
Now there are miracles, even my shadow clones
I will look to the Word and rely on The Lord
Test or testimony, I’m passing with no qualms
He’s constant, na we dey pendulum up and Dan

My God wins fights, I just squeal and write Psalms
My job is to listen and speak, evangelist for instance
Without God, what’s the point of all the distance?
Got a couch in the room in his pierced hands
Holy Spirit Registered, Resurrected with Christ,
I work God brands, he’s the measure of my size
Alarm clocks celebrate the grace wey dey open eyes
And the Hallelujahs amen till the Lord arrives

UbdaPoet
© 2026

Joe Abiding

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What is one task when the Lord’s is the impact?

Jo sef
Wife be the mother of Jesus
Jesus!
Buy into truth, no be naira and cedis
Ten years later, still a legend of the CEDARS

Tall trees and the leaves read scripture
I’d be more of an owl than a vulture
I’ll be fasting from both food and the culture
Cap thing, Christ a poet with my suture
What’s more?
Mercy gave what I didn’t plan for
Christ in me was the only option
Tell me what’s up
Unsubscribed from the world, of course

Silent power
Saint Breathing but the form ninth taya
Seventh Seal and the hour of prayer
Holy Spirit Slashes, I’m a demon slayer
Buy into truth, no be naira and cedis
Ten years later, still a legend of the CEDARS
What is one task when the Lord’s is the impact?

Godzniel
© 2026

Silent Power

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If Silent Power had a name, Joseph would be it
Not Joseph son of Jacob
Not Joseph husband to Mary
But one Joseph who desired to see God’s kingdom come
He spoke and authorities listened
He did what the world fears to mention
He carried the dead body of not just any man or demi-god, but God himself
He fulfilled scripture because faith rendezvoused with wealth
Even when the news of resurrection spread
No one dared to accuse him of the Lord’s body
Sometimes I feel John the beloved might have a competition for the left seat besides Jesus while I watch from the right 😂
Humor me
That’s what silent power looks like

Hannah DGinus
© 2025

Chest Knot

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Force yourself to sit.
Force yourself to wait.
Force yourself to trust.
Force yourself to forgive.
Force yourself to laugh.
Force yourself to write.
You can’t help that you fuss yourself—
So force yourself to leave the shelf
and let your path praise the Lord.

Bring me home, bring me home, Lord.
I’m looking for a different satisfaction.
Norm told us to steal and keep eating,
The team disbanded to hunt for new stories,
And the show goes on; the sun circuits still.
I need to practice letting God choose—
For present comfort is no guarantee.

Bring me home, bring me home, Lord.
Footsteps prince me a path through the din.
Hands that held my back now applaud my stumbling—
Speaking of my stumbling:
I was sipping last ones, hoping that the first won.
And the show goes on; the trump is still blown.
All my medals rust before the changing times,
for You, Lord, were my only true possession.

Bring me home, bring me home, Lord.
These scars will follow me into victory.
Rooftop farming—aura wasn’t the only fruit.
I have witnessed enough to shrug from a cloud.
Lord, please take the pen again; write me back to right.
Outside Your Word, there was treachery that paralyzed.
For You alone are truth,
and Yours walk beneath a different sky…

…beneath a different why.

Bring me home, bring me home, Lord—
everywhere I am.

Godzniel
©2025