not Ready

When I thought about the word
My heart leapt in silent laughter
as if to share in quiet joy my awe
At how I once believed readiness was a chapter
That I needed to attain to do more
Such an appalling misrepresentation of the matter

To be ready is to be a willing one
To serve opportunity’s timing now not after
To date today and not cheat with tomorrow
To learn while you grow from experience gathered
To live prepared for the much you know and the few you control
And ready you will always be, if you follow this pattern.

– Ezeonyeka Godswill
(c) 2021

Heal

I see you, you know?
The smile carved out of thorns,
Thorns gradually being removed from your heart;
You gave it out, and it was returned broken,
Yet, you find a place in your heart,
A broken piece, to reflect happiness to the people around,

I see you, you know?
The warmth and closure,
Sprouting from the seed of forgiveness,
It’s never easy to walk in these shoes;
He enveloped kisses, you thought it was love but it was bought with 30 pieces of silver,
Little did he know he was selling you,
To the place of destiny,
Always let your warmth radiate love; it’s the sun’s energy

I see you, you know,
Learning how to walk again,
How to break down your doors,
The very ones you built when he broke you;
A thousand pieces of a being,
Learning how to see trust in actions,
Every tongue that comes bearing gifts of love;
You view from a defective view,
Your heart has been taught to see lies in all words,
Let love in, yes broken, but you still paint beautiful pictures…

That’s how I see you, you know,
An artist carving smiles, on people’s faces,
You are well skilled in teaching rhythms,
when you walk by, our heads moves to the rhythm of your body,
Your tenacity can only compare with the greats,
No doubt you are great!
And mostly, I love your conversation with God,
I imagine the words you will speak to Him about your man!

Dear baby girl,
Learn to let God lead you to the person you will love,
You are just broken,
Remember, broken crayons still paint beautifully,
You are beautiful, smart, sexy and godly,
You are every man’s dream!
Give love a chance, only then can you heal completely

– Adeleye Olaoye
(c) 2021

Train with Yahweh

Teach your Child to pray
Teach your child the way
They are a tool in the Lords arms
So, teach them about Yahweh.

Correct them in love, listen to their heart
Take cues from Gods affection, be merciful when need be
Teach your child to pray, teach your child Gods way
So, when they are old, they do not go astray.

Teach your child to learn the vanity of time
So, they cling not tightly to things that pass away
Help them understand that time goes quickly
So, they do not waste their childhood to playful dirt.

– Jahzrhythm
©2021

Choose Right

A humming sound from the city beyond
Echoes of love from the promise land
Many be called, would we all respond?
For with gladness, pure joy, He beckons on us.

Redeeming grace through this wilderness
A stretched out arm with all willingness;
To help and to guide, would we leave our pride?
And reach for a grip or would we stoop to die?

Serene Atmosphere through this noisiness
A wind of peace in the chatters of Chaos
A sign post to a narrow gate, would you choose the path?
Or walk right past to your death alone?

Forgiveness trophy over bitter regrets
A resounding confidence it will all be gone,
Remind yourself no more. Would you choose to run?
Far from such past or ride along hate and keep fighting us?

All offers are free, no dime for the price
Good gift to receive, devoid of turpitude
Such pure salvation, would you rather lose your soul?
Or come now to Jesus; accepting the price He paid? 

– Jahzrhythm
©2021

The Promise

The promises that milked your fathers
still flows in the breast of Him that carries you
The promises that energized their bones
And muscled their flesh
Same promises echo in the ears of your heart
Go! for I am with you always.

Go into the land
Beyond the reach of you hands
Yet within the gaze of your eyes
The land I show you has streams of honey
Creamy Rivers of milk
Land fertile yet undefiled
Precious stones scathered around
As pebbles of rocks

Go into the land
The journey may seem audious
But your shoes shall hold your feet
And your feed I’ll give
Your strength shall not be ill
Neither shall your delight wane
You’ll be there before you faint

Go into the land
I have shown you
I have shown you the path
Now make the journey

– Eremipaghmo Inima Pearl Oguarah
(c) 2021

Broken Mirror

I’m the supposed image of this cool King
Whose words are life eternal

Whose actions are as perfect as the cry of a newborn
Whose plans the whole universe reflect like the moon
Bringing us the afterthoughts of the sun at night.

I’m the supposed life He gave
The assurance that makes men brave
This eyes that look beyond the broken walls of your heart
The perfect stitchery that makes you new

But I fall short like shards of a mirror
I could barely survive the heat of this oven called living
Yes! I crafted my definition of living
Wrapped my gaze on the things I could see outside him
And I became a dead story waiting for his resurrection.

Symolean
(c) 2021

Tale to God

Sorry God! Sorry for the failure we have become
Our hearts have been sold out to the wickedness of this world,
We have made into history – your doctrines and instructions
Made available for us.

Man against man, white against black,
Hate for love and the circle is endless
For our hands have been soiled
Covered in the many evils we carry
Like a second skin.

Walking everyday in search of the next victim,
Even your sanctuary has become a cemetery
For the burying of evil deeds.

Sorry God! I tender this tale for all humanity.

– Words of Edet
(c) 2020