Good Evil

Autopilot pleasure when I do the things I choose
How I got here wasn’t expected, no one gave me any clues
One moment I’m sulking near the carcasses of my dreams
Next I’m out here vending Truth with some angels on my teams
Life is far from microsoft for an apple, here in God’s eye
When it comes to talking Jesus, that is not the time to get shy
While I’m focused on the kingdom
God is meeting both needs and wants

Ought to pilot leisure but I love movies and manga
And a lot of things annoy me but I gave the Lord my anger
When the world asks me for results, I show them disciples
Souls saved, health restored, stories that dwarf the Eiffel
No strategy apart from Christ
Grace till I have grays
Daze me all my days
Messy bows to mercy
Tell my brethren God has bred me
While I’m focused on the kingdom
God is meeting both needs and wants

Out Oh Pilot, I’m handing the wheel back to Jesus
He who sees us
He who cuts us out of darkness with a spoken scissors
Oh but for the Lord, dare I show my incisors?
And the blessings people sowed germinated in my bed
When The Lord broke every chain, we thought it was in our head
While I’m focused on the kingdom
God is meeting both needs and wants

Godzniel
©2026

These Shoes

I wear this spectacles of tinted glasses
I see these golden flashes, rays, colours that sits well with me
I mean these oval screens before my eyes make me see better

I don’t eat on Sundays before solemn services
To eat before paying Him a respect is to belittle him
This spectrum of mine must be what God wants for all men
No frowns or you could lose the crown.

I’m free to give the bible my own voice
It’s no noise, I’m helping God create a community
I mean a village of serious spiritual servants, you know?

My code of conduct is God’s standard
The bible isn’t enough
I make it whole

Symolean
© 2021

Die To Live

We die to live
Story of my life
I surely do get Abraham now
How he so loved Isaac
And how His God wanted His love dead

We die to live
Story of my life
Ambitious as it were
Drives and passions in my veins
God’s gifts to me, He wants from me
An offering of love to Him
The death of me

He would not let me rot in grave
This is the joy of rapture
Resurrection
Morning
He gives me back my life that my joy might be full

We die to live; story of my life

Favour Omeje
© 2020