Penspeak Online – 30/12/2024

Our last offering of the year is an event we are so blessed to share with the world. During the year, we were blessed to share what God has given us with some amazing writing communities in Nigerian Universities. 3 out of these communities were able to host a Live Spoken Word Event under the theme “Called”. It featured first-time writers and experienced ministers as well making a symphony of words to and for the pleasure of our Lord.

Penspeak Online is a selection of some of these ministrations for the benefit of anyone who may or may not have had the blessing of attending in person. The event is hosted on YouTube and will remain available on YouTube. The date for the live event is 30th December 2024 and time is 9pm WAT.

Stay tuned for more offerings on here and hopefully we will all have a Holy Ghost service at Penspeak Online!

God bless you and have a glorious Christmas celebration.

Saint Breathing, Fourth Form: Whole Amour of God (ch1)

Thumping heart, whisper art
Fingers quaking from the start
Once upon an Igbo brat
Moonwalking to the book of Acts
Camels, and a Host of His
Any Bliss without The Lord is mythical,
Guise of magical, double check the decimals
Credit to The Lamb who calls us in a flash
Ages of holy texts – the Word made flesh
Living Lexicon; grace put my foot on another throat
That’s a no
No to sin and yes to God
No to hate and yes to love
Know my God and thus I’m strong
Strongholds don’t hold anymore
Every Jericho will fall
Saint Breathing, Fourth Form: Whole Amour of God

– Godzniel
(c) 2024

I choose this place

If light and darkness
Could fill the same space
At the same time

Then sin and righteousness
Could co-exist

Then I could love
And hate
And it would be cool

Or I could curse
And bless
With no fuss

Life could be easier
Being in every place

I could be the killer at night
And the healer when it dawns

And I could be the revealer
And concealer
Of truths or lies

But light has its place
And darkness owns its space

And in darkness,
I could sin
And hate
And curse
And kill
And lie

But in light,
I love, I bless, I heal, I speak truth
I am the righteousness of God

In the space of darkness
I owned not myself
I was bound
And did as compelled

But in the place of light
I live freely
Bonded only by love

So,
I choose freely
To stay with light
To live as light
To die as light

I choose the place of light
I choose this place

by Steven Kator Iorfa

Ode to Poetry

Oh poetry, art of language divine,
With words that flow, in meter and rhyme,
You paint a picture with each verse and line,
A tapestry woven, with thought so fine.

You give voice to what lies in the heart,
Emotions raw, made into art,
With rhythm and sound, you play your part,
To heal and comfort, from the start.

You take us on journeys to far off lands,
To meet characters, in your written hands,
You let us feel what it’s like to stand,
In someone else’s shoes, and understand.

Poetry, you challenge and inspire,
With truth and beauty, you never tire,
A spark that ignites, with a single fire,
Bringing wonder to all, higher and higher.

So here’s to you,
dear poetry, we sing,
With each word,
our hearts take flight
and wing,
With you, we soar, our spirits take wing,
You are the soul of language, the art it brings.

Tolulope Amao
© 2023

Monopoly Of Power

After my long journey
into the league of darkness.
After my painful crossing
the bridge of conformism.

Here, I swim again.
Swimming in the pool of eternal truth
Rebaptizing my sense
in the pool of light .

Everyone has inherent right
To be as their wish to be.
As long as they affirm this power in others.
As long as they remain in this boundary.

I am holy in my own terms
You can be holy as you choose .
I am a king in my own way
You can own the world in your own terms.

There is no monopoly
There is no monopoly of life,
There is no monopoly of knowledge
There is no monopoly of love

There can be no monopoly of power
There can be no monopoly of creativity
There can be no monopoly success
There is no monopoly of God .

Ugwu David C.
©2023

REFLECTED

I have seen the goodness of God
I know that feeling of bursting joy
I know the taste of unending smiles
I have held testimonies I used to hear of

I know what waiting can feel like
I know the taste of faith-filled professions
I have had to encourage my aching heart
I have had to look into the dark with hope

I know how easy it is to forget those days
I have made a habit of just praying for the next thing
I have let my prayers eclipse the blessings of the past
I know my problems now but I know these testimonies too

I have been a recipient of the benevolence of God
I have God to thank for all that I have and all that I am
I know God has been more than kind to me and mine
I know I can no longer let my present pain steal my gratitude

  • Ezeonyeka Godswill
    (c) 2023

Chief’s son

Imagine just for a moment
That father and mother had tossed you
Because you hurt them to immeasurable lengths
Imagine you became an orphan and you deserved to

An orphan on the street surviving
You make a habit of peeping into Chief’s house
You know you shouldn’t, but you just want a glimpse
Of life, of everything good on the other side of this wall

You imagine if you could get a job
You will prove yourself worthy of existing so close to Chief
You daydream of seeing Chief smile and hand you a bonus loaf
Working for Chief would be everything, but you have nothing

The least in Chief’s house outranks you
You have a stained history, and your skills fail you
Chief is kind but the worker must earn the pay he is due
Your orphaned soul sighs as your hope dies anew

Now imagine Chief finds you at your spot
Seems unlikely but what if Chief took you to the other side
What if Chief announced to everyone your speedy adoption?
What if you went from orphan to son in the shortest possible time?

Imagine the servants’ puzzled faces
The ones you envied now wait on your next command
Imagine your shock as Chief takes you to your own spaces
You can feel your lack disappear as Chief holds your hand

Chief invites you to walk with him
Chief says he has grown to love you
Chief has given you an inheritance of all that is his
Chief has made your life completely new

Now stop imagining, the moment is gone
Chief is still in the room, he still wants to adopt you
You don’t have to stay orphaned in this world alone
Take Chief’s invitation, your transformation is due

You don’t have to work for this
But you will learn to walk with Chief
And when you taste the goodness that Chief brings
May you never think you earned this

– Ezeonyeka Godswill
(c) 2022

Goodbyes

It’s hard to say goodbyes
Always feels like a lump
Too big to swallow
Too hot on the tongue
Too sticky to spit out

Does Life play a trick on us
When it shows us love
When it watches us love
Then expects us to say goodbyes
Starting what it won’t finish
Because life never really ends

Here the comfort lies
When the Truth speaks
Pulling pictures to remembrance
All tagged with love and laughter
‘we had a good time together
I hope to see you again someday’

Pearly Thoughtz
(C)2022