HELLO DECEMBER: A Christmas Poem

One look at you and I knew you would be mother’s last

For mother did not just scream her best, she screamed her last

You were as perfect as perfect could be

The stars jubilated and the chill in the air agreed

I smiled that night I held you tight and called you mine

 

From the first day you came so alive

We could hardly wait for when you would be twenty five

So you could remind this world again

Of the birth of the one with a name above all names

Who took away our sins and our darkness became extinct

 

If only we could see you as more than just another ember

If only we could appreciate you as we did your brothers

If only we could refocus our priorities; binoculars

If only we could look beyond the spectacular

Then His light would penetrate our eyes and give us sight

 

Happy birthday December,

The days count with little to remember

They say you live for just thirty one

And we would have to face yet another 365 equals one

I only pray we celebrate the Christ everyday as we did in your wake

 

By Princess Pirinye and Ezeonyeka Godswill

I = LIFE

It came in a flash like some Allen knew exactly what was on my mind.

In the midst of 2 strangers in a BRT bus, one looked like another normal guy, and the other like a boss.

*Lagos my location, but I had thoughts in heaven.
So I felt heaven on earth, well that’s what you get for being in Him.

Have you ever wondered how lovely it would be to spend a whole day without bad mouthing anything, anywhere or even anyone?

Like No…
Bastard; playfully said
or
Fool; with a lovely pat on the head

No…
‘You will never amount to anything’ from a mother to a child and perhaps;

No pastor would lead a congregation of well meaning followers to a battle ground that makes a post of ‘deaths to whoever’ and then tag God in prayers like he was a supporting cast in this horror movie on a steady loop in their mind.

But they don’t see it,
We don’t see it,
I mean how black can a heart get before truth can no longer wash it?

I wish we can all set a day apart;
A day when we will all agree to rather trade punches than hurt with our words

A day when we will be focused enough to not let any slippery dark word go unapologized.
A day when we stop using these black knights to bat men, but rather;

Step into the light and use white to bathe them.

A day, when we master love
Then We try a week,
Then a month;

And soon it becomes abnormal and weigh a thousand tons on our lips whenever we try to muster the courage to plant a word that will grow into a scary tree from these our mustard seeds.

So I decide daily, surely, purposely;
I choose to believe differently
To fight differently
To speak differently
See differently

And actually stop playing the devil’s hate game with him.

Since we are buddies, let me play a little with God;
For I am in Him
And He is in me
Heaven in *Lagos;
LIFE!

I will be that one drop of oil that will float above stormy waters.
I will fight alongside anyone I can, till my heart goes silent with its beats.

It’s who I am, it’s what I give,
LIFE!

 

*Lagos is a major city in Nigeria.

THE PRIESTLY GENERATION

He looked afar in search of a kind

But in the lot, none worthy was found

The earth groaned, the heavens moaned

As darkness covered the people whole

Kings grew numb, princes too dumb

For servants rode horses and sin reigned on deaths throne

A cry was heard around the city walls

That of hope rekindled, joy reborn as chosen elites were brought forth

Redeemed from destruction, renewed by the Word

This kindred a wondrous sight to behold

Priests unto salvation, prophets unto redemption

To bring home the lost and weary souls

Armed with a clean spirit and wilful heart

These guide to reveal hidden mights

An array of mediators, an array of conquerors

All created to bring glory and honour to His throne

A channel of power, God’s mighty arsenal

Breaking through hell’s gated and fallow grounds

They turn not from their shepherd’s lead

They fear not even in the darkest deep

They march on along the righteous path representing Christ

A priestly generation ordained, the Kingdom’s light.

 

-JEDIDAIAH

LOVE

Love was why He came, to heal, to deliver, to set the oppressed free.

With depth so deep, the oceans couldn’t compete neither could mountains and hills comprehend, love’s height surpassed them.

Love was why He died

Sickened with faults and guilt,

Dieing in pain because wrath inescapable came to us

A law so right and fair, made by Him

The King that rules the Kings

Yet He bore the curse and shame

To free us all from rage

 

Love is why he came

Dirty sins with gravity

Colours, sizes and weights that differ

Redeeming and restoring

 

Love is why He rose

Not for show of strength or power

But He went through the stress

Leaving Jasper and Emerald for dust

Skipping death after 3 days

 

Love is why He stayed

Never forsaking, never condemning

Love is why He bled

From sins not yet sinned and communion into recover

That in it life and health could be

 

Love is why He left

To give a way for another so pure and meek

To teach and comfort

And strengthen in time of need

 

-Michelle Okonicha

YOU AND I

In structure and mind we differ, you with your toy gun and I with my doll

Both content in our own world opening only to those we trust.

Time passes and we both thrive, I with my flowers and you with your guitar

Trying to find ourselves while making our own mark

We leave the past to run with Christ

Our giant strides taken in wisdom’s path

We both write, I of my feminine mind and you in your masculine might

Both trying to reach out to grasp the essence of our fights

You seek and I find in the motion of time,

A common ground, a joint hope, a renewed heart

In an unexpected tide we mix our lives

Learning vices and sharing minds

I with my determined heart and you with your focused eyes

Together we turn the tides, growing in love, strengthening all ties

You with your unwavering faith and I with my praying knees

Soaring above sin, we would gladly live, in our master’s creed

We would believe till a point we would become holy within him.

Looking out to the unseen things, I boldly decree

To you I would cleave as a virtuous queen and you as my wise king

Both following as God would deem fit

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MIND GAMES

Four walls, darkness I’m in a room

Camera, lights, action! I’m on cue

Me, I am the real you

Though I may never be captured by these physical sight apertures I am the true you

Funny they say seeing is believing cos there is no question to it

I do exist and three can testify to this God Devil and you yes you

I am the black spot no extra-terrestrial entity can reach

I am the second most important being next to your spirit

I am your decision sector your emotional dictator

I am the reason why you feel the way you feel

I am an obsessive information collector

I am the secret to your intellectual competence

I am your soul or better put I am your mind and these four walls here, is my home

The darkness? Oh boy I love it

cos in it there are no limits to what I can do

You see the darkness it feeds my strength to create fantasies vast as seas

An unending world of lust my Monalisa masterpiece LOL!

 

Thing is I’m never satisfied and the possibilities just remain endless

Yes I am caged the reality sinks in but it doesn’t matter it was always meant to be or so I think

My blinded sight shades the reality to a beautiful grey so all I need do is forget

Forget I have no clue where I’m sailing to

Forget I have responsibilities to attend to

Forget I only live for the next minute

o matter it’s the civilized way, life on the fast lane

I just try to forget that soon you will die, your spirit will return to its maker

but I will have to find home on one side of eternity

Problem is I don’t think I’d qualify for the heavenlies

Forget I should Forget I would but the fact that I ignore the truth does not mean it ceases to be true

My feigned ignorance was the facade that shielded me up until the light came to me…

 

As we three listened to the preacher preach

I could sense a lot of activity a new thing was occurring

It seemed as if our old friend, your spirit was rebirthing

And somewhere in this dark enclosement a light was finally shining wow!

As the words flowed from me to your lips

We all surrendered to HIM who was and is and will forever be

We gave him total control and you know its so amazing

cos as you feed me with the knowledge of His word I am changing

Maybe not as fast as did your spirit but as the light gains more in

I am renewed not rebirthed I said renewed and though I’m just within you,

This is the miracle that transforms you.

 

So you want to be successful, I see all the plans you’ve made

All the strategies you wish to undertake

Don’t be surprised I know these, you conceived them in me

I understand you do this because one who fails to plan plans to fail

But why do you not plan to renew me daily?

Does not the word proclaim that new wine in old skin would cause a spill

Why do you plan without me?

Don’t you realize it all starts with me and now that you let the light in there are truly no limits to heights we can reach?

Listen, the success you seek has always been within.

So do this,

Be ye transformed by the renewal of your mind that’s me

Start thinking successful and what’s more start speaking successful

Stop dreaming and start proclaiming,

I have no better yesterdays,

I’m excelling exceeding abundantly far above kings and queens shall come to the brightness of my rising light

I am surnamed of the Lord so I am infinitely successful, I am globally impactful, I am eternally, divinely, explosively full of wisdom so I am no novice

I am born again, Holy spirit filled, tongue speaking the things that be not as though they were and so I proclaim

One day I am going to look back to see a myriad of right decisions

One day I’ll be so wealthy my trophy case full of testimonies

One day I’d tell others how God brought me to a point I can say I have run my course and finished my race I have used up all He put in me till all that is left is a thankful sigh

One day it will be today and my dreams will materialize before my very eyes

cos once my dreams towered before me Mountain Everest but I today proclaim my victory Zerubbabel.

 

Let these words shape the minutes, hours, days before you

And I assure you, once they get settled in me you have got the victory

For blessed is he that believeth haven not seen yet.

Let your future in and with your words shape it

Subject to His will let faith flow from me to form your reality

And yes once again please know this,

All you will ever be will of a necessity start with me

For at the end what matters most is what you believe.

Cut!

 

THE MAN OF WAR

I see Ten thousand Chariots, One Rider.
Blood stains on His robe drenching,
Blood Veins in His arms bulging,
Vigilance in His gait springing,
Fire in His eyes blazing.

I see judgment on the Horizon.
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