Everyday Jesus – Sunday (A poem)

May 7, 2017May 8, 2017Leave a comment

Hello sunday
So soon
Here you are again
You evade our hearts
With some kind of feeling
“Go to church”

Blimey, sunday
A little observation
Men! Yes human beings
Most of them aren’t sincere
Whenever they see you
They adjust, and re-adjust to be called the just.
We are pretenders, offenders
We carry the bible on your evasion
Just to claim timed salvation
Poor decision, poor innovation

Listen sunday
There is a lot going on
Disgusting things.
On sunday, is when my fellas will carry their bible to read
Or even loud their stereo, listening to christian songs
Or even raise their voices, singing to be noticed.
O sunday, what have you brought on us?

Sunday, maybe I am the one getting this tough, so rough
Maybe it is not your fault
It is a default thing
Men invented it
We allowed the busy scene of life to get us carried away
Or you caused it?
Nooooo, not you
Nooooo, Not us
Ooooooooooooohhh!
I think it’s us
We are lazy
Lazy to face the facts
Enemies of ourselves
We are always carried away
Away, like a sheep.

Sunday, maybe it is not us
Maybe it is us…
Sunday, it is us…

By the Alchemist

FACE THEM BY RUTH MAHOGANY (Spoken Word Poetry)

February 17, 2017February 16, 2017Leave a comment

EVERYDAYJESUS is our Rap Sheet! 2

February 4, 2017February 1, 2017Leave a comment

So many sense organs, yet not enough sense

Light weight sons of a God so dense

Though He’s ever present we are gifted in the past tense

Imprisoned in eternity, my death serves a life sentence.

Life is like okpa, when I leave, you can wrap it up.

Boom!

Shot it down though we tall enough to live it up

Running our race, once was human now is heavenly

If the Truth is bitter, then lies give diabetes

People start to branch when they cannot bear your fruit,

Sir, Ashes to ashes, we all follow soot;

Be on fire for the Lord or be fired up with lore.

Yes! It is all for God or did you forget to die today?

By Daniel Achikanu; January,2017.

EVERYDAYJESUS’ ‘Other man’s dream?’ (A poem)!

January 23, 2017June 11, 2020Leave a comment

What do you want for you?

Casting off this burden

Chasing the cheapest dream

Yet expecting to meander amidst the richest valleys

All seems vanity

Like it’s a mere desire

So the state of many

What if then I ask that

What do you want for you?

Will the answer solve the wave within?

Or just a common man’s answer?

Severally, it feels like saying am done

When the odds refuses to say ‘I’m gone’

Like a corn, all just fade in solely state

All for a taste, a chase that brings little

Why then living another man’s dream?

Why pretending as if your action is justifiable

When all you are doing is barely for the crowd

As a crow, the cloud of greatness initiates less

What if then I ask

What do you want for you?

Bones are fading

Days nearing to apocalypse

So the eclipse of doubt expands

Thought fails

War is yet raised

In division, so is the mission

What if I get a lamed answer?

What if you are tamed?

Why won’t you then find an answer to this question!

Author note:

What do you want for yourself?

Wish and dream?

Vision and action?

Will you get an answer to this, poets?

©, Tolulope Amao

EVERYDAYJESUS’ ‘Chant’ on power’ (a poem)!

January 19, 2017January 19, 20171 Comment

Sup’ with this attitude

All these burn off me

Like the injustice running through the city’s tower

Enclosed in the vacuum called brain

Through the veins and tissues

Hoping these words be applied without issues.

Let’s go higher

This is the will we must seek

Blimey! Be it young, be it old

Like the fire

Let’s maximize this gift, power

For the sky is the destination

For the mind needs elevation

Unto this nation

I plead for freedom

Upon this kingdom I pray for the vision

Let our leaders see wisdom in power

And for the followers to understand the way of power, this hour.

For the ways of man is engaged with flaw

He raised himself above the law

Why this war?

The problem we fight daily

Is built in his heart like a wall

Please take these words

For unto him, is this power given

Let him be wise enough

So he could see the light rise

Ahead of the tunnel.

The alchemist…

Author note:

I feel the necessity of the right use of power, power is the trait we all have in common, but people are not giving attention to its right use. Get inspired as you read

EVERYDAYJESUS’ Sunday! (A poem)

January 15, 2017January 13, 2017Leave a comment

This is the word spoken on Sunday
When the lame sees him
And their blame is taken away
When we sing the song of redemption
Despite the state of recession
When those who feel wrong of their sins
Now behold him to sing the song
The song of salvation
It all starts on Sunday.
Sunday, the sunny day
That expresses His glory
That those who are holy
Might gather and show him, the gratitude
Sunday, sun now yields to his sons
That his daughters will live in laughter
And voice be raised
Instead of noise
That heart stays broken
Instead of being harden
It is a scene on Sunday
Sunday more than the ray
But evidence of his coming
That Sunday will someday reckon victory
When this fleeting breath is taken
When this hasten heart
Be put to a stop, according to his act
This starts on Sunday.
On Sunday,
Let all heart be subjected
And render praise
Let the mountain be raised
Let the waters be still
Let hope beyond man’s understanding stage
Let his sons, daughters cope
For it is another start
Another chance for us to dance
And grow, glow in him
Till the trumpet sound
Everyone “it’s Sunday”

The alchemist (c) 2016.

Author note:
It is another start, and phase to face. A new hope starts.

EVERYDAYJESUS’ Extremist (a poem)

January 13, 2017Leave a comment

Rhyming fanatical
Minding less people’s desire
This is my nature, black and spiritual
For every line so identical
And I’m so desperate to go tactical.
These are the words of an individual
Playing with words, I’m methodical
Let suggestion be raised higher
That am against the law of poetry, not metaphorical
O yes I know, I care to be optional
My mind recommends being optical
And for once be mystical.
This is my arrival
After days of sabbatical
Fighting fear that eats up my words like a cannibal
Until then yields revival to be a survival
Never to be diabolical
Nor be prodigal.
Enemies’ emphasis so radical
Walloping chant going lyrical
Seeking answers.
I prescribe poetic pharmaceuticals
O yes! I’m phenomenal
Not to be egotistical
But an observation, for I choose this lane, I’m being motivational
So exceptional!
The alchemist

Author note:
Inspired by Earl the Pearl work “extremist”

I feel it is right for every poet to be who they are. And to be free like the waters. There should not be restriction to what you can do. We are all different. We possess different style, view and gift, which makes the world a better…

You have to believe in what you can do, and do it right…. everyone is an extremist in their own way…

Be inspired

EVERYDAYJESUS’ ‘What is life?’ (A poem)

January 12, 2017Leave a comment

What is life?
Is life merely about the strife?
Existing to be seen?
To be seen growing?
And too keen on the hour death will appear?
Is life about the days?
The rays of a life time?
Breathing to make a regular cycle?
To be born in the flame of time?
To grow and be tamed?
To be schooled and screwed?
To be a worker then end as a walker?
To get retired and keep on being ‘real tired’?
And to die?

What is life?
It is about,
Living to the full,
Without being ruled by the society,
And without anxiety.
To reckon Christ,
For us to rise,
Beyond all price,
To make a mark that the world can track,
For the everlasting serenity,
Without any inadequacy.
And life is about,
The amazing call
From the “viral” (sin) to the era of which, grace is seen,
About the journey to the world of light,
To stay firmed and affirmed by His word.
And life is about,
The hope we give for the world to cope,
The love we show for the world to stay above,
The peace we find for the world to get.
“Life is exploring the gift within
And not waiting.
Author note:
Life is never about being right, but letting righteousness find its way in us”.