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THE RACE I RUN AND SPECIAL DAYS

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Hello my wonderful people! I hope your day is shaping up wonderfully. It’s another good day to take a look at these amazing creative pieces from Freestyle Friday.

Topic: THE RACE I RUN AND SPECIAL DAYS
DATE: 8TH NOVEMBER, 2024
HOST: GODZNIEL

Godswill Ezeonyeka set the tone perfectly with this amazing piece:
I’ve been running, but my feet are still
I’ve been speaking with my lips sealed
My sword is drawn in spite of seeming peace
My face is set like flint to a win many don’t see

Keeping the pace with another piece from Godswill Ezeonyeka

Blue is a fascinating colour
It holds sky and sea in concert
It is canvas on which God paints
Light and life talk in blue
A symphony of possibility
Since that first “let there be”

Then this exceptional piece was delivered by King Uwe :
THE RACE I RUN

I fought so hard for the Ace
Joggling from one text to the next
While men slept,
I burned the midnight candle
Until I became a Zhombie
Always looking for one question paper to murder.

To be a man of class
You’ve got to be in class
So my classroom became my bedroom
And the only room I left for God’s word
Was a frozen Bible in a Coldroom

On that faithful day
I had set my feet on the marks
And my face fixed on the goal
Waiting for the gun shot
That will fire me to the heights of greatness

Just when I was ready to go
A stray bullet hit me to the ground
In anguish, I watched my Victory
Physically assaulted by misery

Battered, scattered and shattered, my ego was bruised
My pride bow, in total surrender to the word of God
The race is not for the swift
Nor the battle for the Strong

My odds would have been much better
But for the Race I run🏃🏾‍♂️🏃🏾‍♂️

Freestyle Friday concluded beautifully with this incredible work from GodzNiel:
The race I run is not for corn
Not a con
I shine and sometimes I burn
For the one
The Lord who is height and dawn
Light and fun
His victory it is I won, now it’s my turn
To sacrifice a ton
Because

No weightier matter besides Him
My hours combined are one Hymn
New Peters daily deny him
God is my witness, I warned them

Clay

Waiting for a sign or special day
No be say
It is ordinary to be here today
Just dey play

Even though I may sin
His blood is my rebuff, like tonic and gin
Predestination tarries cause I’m being readied
But lightening will be shocked at the way it was carried

Out
My God be the reason I dey make
Mouth
I’m going nuts cause when plans go
South
I can always trust it will work
Out
Romans Eight Twenty Eight, so I stand
Stout

This race I run is from a picture
Small thing, I for dey call am virtual
‘Cause I run from a seated position
In Christ, in faith is how I function

I will not win, sorry, I have won
They have answers but me I have one

Í maa na Chibuikem

It’s been a powerful and impactful time. Thank you for sharing it with me. Until then, stay wonderful 🥂.

Authors
Godswill Ezeonyeka
King Uwe
GodzNiel

Fisher of men

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Hello there! I trust your day has been delightful. It’s the perfect time to enjoy these creative highlights from Freestyle Friday.

Topic: FISHER OF MEN
DATE: 1ST NOVEMBER, 2024
HOST: GODZNIEL

This journey began elegantly with a stunning work from the captain Godswill Ezeonyeka:
Catching men is fishy business
Lives transformed is our witness
If God be in us and He is our dwelling
Fishing men out is rescue and not for selling

And then, from the sophisticated GodzNiel:
Then
. Knit the word into bread
And cast it on the waters, led
Hand in Father’s hand, repeating what he said
Into all knowledge, except of the beds they made

We are not bed warmers, we have the comforter
So we tell the bed shift, we sleep on stormed boats and wake to walk water
Excuse me Ma

We are not bench warmers, we have the bread and fish that thousands need
The Holy seed
The cure for greed, it’s true water
Fill the jugs, serve the parties, and register
The bellies springing forth springs of this Mutter
They’re Golgotha
The last junction before Forever for some other

We are not just lost sheep, we are burning bushes
Calling out to your Moses
It’s time for this, to do the work of evangelist
Excuse me Sis

I don’t just swerve, I serve
But I know you catch my drift
My tire is for the African forming traditionalist
If Christ is from white men, Simon was a siren for this
But please, we understand if you’re too black for this
Go and mental health your demons, don’t stand to close to this
Steer clear of the saint or stains will catch your drift
Excuse me Miss


Ini Brown came in majestically with this great piece:
“I’m out fishing” my last letter said
Whipping word and worship up to bake a better bread.
My lived testimony, I’ve learnt is better said
Rhema hitting when spitting what the letter read

I’m out fishing for men of hate
Hurt souls make hot coal of their heart’s state
But the Lord’s love can come through and end any debates
“Lazarus come out”. You call that faith? I call that bait.

I’m out fishing, with neither steel rods nor a silver tongue
Only his words at work to keep me strong
Anything besides is dead, wrong
“If any man be in Christ…'” , I guess any man can belong.

Then GodzNiel followed with this:
I’m fishing for hearts, my bait is his voice
Avoiding debate while wielding the bait
I’m skillful with it and krumping on snakes
A Jeze had bit, I’m Paul with the shakes
Ben’Jesse my P, my spear never shakes
The demons they sent are pumping on brakes
We’re wonders and signs, He gave what it takes
The Sons of The Lord, Creation awaits

Ha!

Prayer sessions every week
Strong in God is never weak
He said, Blessed are the Meek
Soak and drinking from his Creak
The 99 that joined to seek
The narrow way it is for me
The many farmers sowing seeds
Father guard us from the weeds

Unbelievers busy calling me Freak
Doesn’t matter cause Jehovah is Peak
Long before him when tomorrow was bleak
Love found me when I didn’t know to seek
Mercy graces, how I’m turning the cheek
While they argue whether Hebrew or Greek
Beware the weapons that we wield when we speak
Sometimes strongholds are simply a trick

Aha!

If any man be in Christ
If any among you be wise
Is any on the Lord’s side
Is any going fishing tonight?

GodzNiel continued…
What if no one ever fished me,
…no one ever went on two knees to liberate me
…no one ever opened their bible to teach me
Beats me, I might have never reached where you meet me

God is my stairs and my lifting
He is how I’m moving and He has been awaiting

I don’t think it’s possible to keep me from him
Across a sea of ignorances he will find me
Love
Holy CPR from my Soul King
Tell me why I no go loudly advertise him
Baptise me in his evangelism

Pull
Funny how they try to get away
Sea of life’s teeth and they’re swimming that way
Saved to eternity but they’d rather die today
All the while thinking, “It’s my life anyway.”

Gbagaun

God’s process on everything
God’s viewpoint over everything
If he didn’t say Move, better sit still
And the Devil needed Job’s mouth to get him killed

Mighty Rock, Conqueror and Healer
Merciful to foes who spit at your favor
If you even blinked, they all would just ‘never’
And yet you gently play the good Shepherd

Warrior

So kind, to chill is your nature
Who else can really tell the future
2024 predicted from Isaiah fifty-seven
Reminds me of Jeremiah twenty-nine Eleven

You alone are worthy of the Marketing
You alone are worthy of the worshipping
Merciful and Mighty in your Majesty
Holy Holy God, You are Everything

Godswill Ezeonyeka came in again with this quote from Steffany Gretzinger:
If my heart could tell a story
If my life would sing a song
If I have a testimony
If I have anything at all
No one ever cared for me like Jesus
His faithful hand has held me all this way
And when I’m old and grey
And all my days are numbered on the earth
Let it be known in you alone
My joy was found

We ended Freestyle Friday on a high note with this gem by Miracle:
Words without teeth
But sharper than any sword
Words harvested from the soil of divinity
Thrown into the deep with barbs
Catching on the souls of the needy
Hanging on like Captain Hook
Making tardigrades jealous
Men were the assignment
Tentacled words my handiest tools
Fishing’s not so difficult ehh?

What an incredible time we shared. I appreciate you always being here. Till next time, Keep on fishing men for Christ🥂.


Authors
GodswillEzeonyeka
GodzNiel
Ini Brown

Give Love A Chance

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Give love a chance,
Let it come
Let it scrub your heart
Let it glow
Let it win
And you’ll laugh again
Love is amazing
Dare to let it in.

Ugwu David C.
©2023

I Will Win This Life

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Piloting my life
Is never easy.
Stormy tempest
Whirlwind, dangers here
dangers there.

I look up to great captains,
I download their pictures,
Listen to their audios,
Meditate on their stories and voyages.
But it is never easy.

It is never easy for me
And I known it is never easy for you too.
My age advances with pace
Yet my knowledge and accomplishments
Crawls behind.

Surely, I will win this life
Like a super legend
For it is written long ago
‘I AM MORE THAN A CONQUEROR.’

Ugwu David C. ©2023

Wheat

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I have never seen Everson but my brother he is
And he’ll never sin on my scene, never bother with it
Young Charles and the step-fam would be arguing things
But they tried to eat and clean mouth so forked in our things
UC typing with no network
Cast your words and let’s work
Electrifying verses versus, we wrote culture shock
That reminds of Godswill on the LinkedIn thought
When I write nowadays
I’m Kendrick in my brain
When I’m emotional, I’m Drake
I give UC catarrh like Wayne
I should learn to edit
Ed, Edd and Edit
Today I was writing slower, with no beat when I read it
And yet I found no timing like I used to back ’13
I feel the neck of Nonso pendulum-ing in reprimand
I read my counterparts and there’s no doubting, I understand.
No buts about this, discipline, I need to robot; Oh God, the speed is messing with the taste of the yogurt.
Uh
I’ve known the height and yet the might was not the way I reached it
No poltergeist, I’m hunting light and all the ways to reach it
Beyond delight, in day or night, I sought to not be rigid
To please the wise and, like a kite, be gliding high in reason
Back
To
Work
One week of intermittent prayer
Constant in the fact that you will see me there
No foul play, I am not a Layer
The season is for harvest so I’m switching gear
Trousers and Head gears
These were the past cares
And don’t get me started on a vaccines being scares
Plans of the antichrist, I’m laughing past tears
I thought of saying it earlier on my family group
But they’ll call me disrespectful and I’m getting in soup
As long as souls are told the gospel, I am cool with the loop
Light is always gonna win, when it’s dark imma stoop
Make dem no go use me shine, “Sorry” no be control-z
I’ll be studying all that time, Me and Mine be on the beat.
We’ll be praying and researching, from the back to front row seats
Then I’m studio-ing it all, yeah it’s QuChi and the Wheat!!!

Niel
©2021

TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN.

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If you are reading this, you are already here
The anthill is now a mountain
The pond is a sea
Life is now a fountian
Bursting with whatever troubles may be

If you are reading this
Dark clouds have converged
For the storm is now fruitful
Your feet and head await to be submerged
As all previous plans don’t feel as useful

If you are reading this you may be at worlds end
But “be not afraid” is the Lord’s trend
And his love is past, future, and present
Even at the world’s end

If you are this reading this
Know that Gods love is breath when you are left gasping
And his embrace can fill all your gaps in
The issues of life tend to always buckle under his name’s weight
And his word makes mountains mere exercise for faith

If you are reading this, you are already here
If you are reading this, you already won.

– Ini Brown (2019)

Let these lines stand proof i said it

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I will script beauty on tomorrow’s face
I will forge next year into my productivity phase
But just in case I forget to remember to begin
Let these lines stand proof I said it

Time and tide twiddle thumbs
Idly laying languid lessons
We grow and lose our best selves, on our journey to finding us.
Let these lines stand proof I said it

Bet. Everything will make it known. Even
Birds. Twi-twi-twitting, heralding the coming
Birth. Pangs only last the night, no more room to
Let. These lines stand proof I said it

For so long I died to dine with him
For a taste of life and love I sat with him
I rose from that table thorn free
Let these lines stand proof I said it

Such will be history’s song
The stories we paint with every heartbeat
To live to love to give to all
Let these lines stand proof I said it

An army that wins with no casualties
Floating on faith through a storm of uncertainties
Many sick healed would be our reality
Let these lines stand proof I said it

A month is surely time enough
With all five fingers put to work
May it be the one that fulfils it
Let these lines stand proof I said it

Ezeonyeka Godswill
UC Truth
Nonso
St. Davique
©2019