The Scriptural Stone of Truth

Nothing is new under the sun.
Days of peace and prosperity will come;
Days of famine, crisis, and adversity will come.
A righteous philosopher
Should be diligent in the education of the prince.
For the future of a nation is her children,
And the future of the throne is the capable heir.
A nation without God’s guidance will fall,
And a son who is weak in crisis is weak indeed.
If the prince’s might fails in the time of adversity,
His strength is small.
How shall a prince be made strong?
How shall his kingdom be established?
In the face of external adversity and internal crisis?
The truth is not far.
Go to the temple, and you shall see
A sacred book — The Scriptural Stone of Truth.
Meditate on it,
And you will discover a Spirit:
The Spirit of Wisdom.
This Spirit has knowledge, understanding, and strength.
By wisdom, all rulers on earth govern.
To woo the Spirit,
Have reverence for the Lord.
Wisdom is the strength of nobles;
By wisdom, plans are made to wage war.

King David
©2026

Exactly Alike

He laid in the dirt and they looked exactly alike.

One flesh returning to where it lived,
Used to be the talk of where he’s from,
Loved by all; the stay and leave,
A realization hit,
That this finely-built boastful heap
Is a monument of sand.

When the wind blows on a house
When the rain beats on it
It falls, Santos.
Because falling, is exactly what this sand does.

He laid in the dirt and they looked exactly alike.
Colours of defeat painted on the two alike.
Down and trodden though not closen, have become their look-alike.

One day!
Words spoken fell on dirt’s ears
When the wind blew this time
Dirt rose.
Like soft flower petals in the wind
The natural colours of change
Something was different about this flesh.
It was lighter.
It was brighter.
It was beautiful.

And this time when it fell,

He laid in the dirt, and they didn’t look exactly alike.

ucTRUTH
©2026

Almighty King ✨

Who is like You,
Almighty King?
Maker of Heaven and Earth,
I AM THAT I AM.
You alone are God;
Your Word is truth,
Your love is eternal.
Covenant-keeping God,
There is no King like You.
Thank You for the gift of the Holy Spirit,
And through the wisdom of the Scriptures,
My grace and peace multiply.
I have eternal life,
For I delight in You and in my Saviour, Jesus Christ.
Holy Spirit, You have empowered me.
Your name, my Lord Jesus Christ, is my banner.
I am Yours, my Lord.
You are my warrior,
My shield,
My glory,
The lifter of my head,
My greatest reward.
Everything I heard about You is true.
I have tested it in my life and family.
We are now the envy of the world
Because Your presence envelops us.
Receive all the honour,
Praise, and glory.

King David
©2026

Secret promises

His promise to Mary
Made in secret

His call to Samuel
In a lone dark room

When Moses answered
‘twas on a lonely mountain top

Let this remind us,
Our God comes whenever,
Wherever,

And whatever the circumstances,
His secret promises
Never fail

Steven Kator Iorfa
©2026

LIVING HOPE

For years untold
Lies were paraded and sold
Exchanges made now and then
Men in power lying enslaved
Buried deep down in the wickedness’ cage

Truth walked the street
Not dressed in gold
Speaking from door to door
Disdained, ignored with tremendous loathing
Men bound yet rejecting freedom
Refusing God’s sent ones…

The burden bent men’s backs
Their bones creaking
Their glitter of hope in self fading
Their self-induced efforts yielding lime
Worn out in defeat, man remembered God
Cried out again, again and again

The Lord heard
The Lord in love sent them Moses a deliverer…
He declared to Pharoah God’s words:
“Let my people go!”
A refusal of the kingdom brought untold terrors
On him and his people
God’s power humbled the king until he could take it no more
He sent God’s chosen out in a grandstyle

Today, the oppressor laughs
Forgetting the God of yesterday, today and forevermore
“We have wounded and grounded them
Crushed and defeated followers of the Holy One,” they chant!
Yet heaven laughs at them…
For destruction, permanent and eternal, awaits the evil one
He is a mere walking dead
His fate longtime ago sealed for hell

Rejoice, oh ye saints of the Lord
Shout with triumph, you children of the Most High
For weeping may endure for a night
But surely, morning comes – bright and beautiful
For seasons change, says the Lord!

Olufunke Ajegbomogun
©2026

R & D

Ash ticks blew blue announcements
Custom notifications
Kuchiyose no Prayer
Ich bin glucklich und teuer
I’ve been waiting upon ya
Lord how long shall we linger?
Don’t ask questions I answered
When you have your own answers

Half obedience is danger
Send a heavenly Witcher
Shege stacks to repentance
Wisdom really is meekness

Godzniel
©2026

Shoulder of Heaven

Every poem I write should carry the Lord’s cadence
Like the prints of a boot prophesies of her owners
Every song that I sing should play hide and seek with time
Only being found when we GPS your fingers

But the kids hid from Daddy in the skirts of mortality
Human indignation fully kitted in folly jeans
Class of the Returning, Mama’s voice was instructive
Solid reputations are not accidental
God is good at sending help, though our times are rental
God is good at saying thanks, though the earth is The Lord’s.

This One

This one day I’m taking God’s grace for granted
There is no day that we didn’t reap what he had planted
I once had a copy I’d stolen and really wanted
Mercy can resemble losing all the game we hunted
After many days I was robbed of my disobedience
Blessed is the one who waits on the Lord’s fulfillment

Blessed is the one the Lord sends a Philip or Peter to
We are miracles, shocking all the world by the things we do
But after ages our stories become a living bible
That’s why we keep a special seat for the good examples

Every picture gets lost in this sea of data
If the child is from eternity, can mortals date her?
Six classes of food can fit in a pair of trousers
And after minutes or millenia, the Lord remembers

Yes, The Lord remembers

Godzniel
©2026

Fighting Words

These are fighting words
“For God so loved the world…”

These are targeted special operations
“There is therefore now no condemnation…”

This is the victory we announce
“As many as received… become sons…”

Ezeonyeka Godswill
©2026