Tag: word

Seconds per lightning strike

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This bucket
Is the most orange I have had in months
Four hugs, and more handshakes than most
Nin-nin when I trek o’er the moat
My Crocs are decorative of toes,
Five prayers? Adding more is a must

Adding more is a must
Once done, more than twice is enough
Big scrolls getting filled in a rush
Times tough? Only toughens the Love

Only knots our net
And our love kicks it but that it is never a bucket
Bibles are sockets and so are some men
My God is the only rocket through the firmament
And He suits me with a gem as a pocket square
Not a single strand escapes His stare

Escape him where?
Even if you kicked a bucket here
Every plain is plain before His stare
Mountains strip their secrets in a glare
All the while we inhale from His care
40 million heart beats a year
Enough energy to grow a pair

And more…

Adding more is a must
A lifetime of forgiveness and hunt
Big scrolls getting soaked in the blood
Times up? Not if I have a Word

Godzniel
©2026

In Bucks

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From up here I see the folly now
Wise men look like kids without his Word now
Once human, I’m divine now
And By his Word, I define “Now”

I’m Christ-raised, no be levitation
I got gratitude for this elevation
In His mercy, God plans ahead
Answers wait before a prayer said
Men puff when they won’t pass
God’s Word is my compass
I got holy warriors praying for me
Yet I trust and I CTRL-S beings
Souls won everywhere he sends me
Some trust in their riches
I just send God my bills

Someone told me I should live below my means
To be honest, I’m confused because Jesus is my means
I got Heaven in my genes
So I could pray out anything
I go sliding on my knees
Over each and everything
Because, Bro, before I pray
God supplies my every need
So imagine not the day
When my love gives way to greed
Sorry, but I don’t grind for steeze
Sorry, but he promised safety and never ease
Get translations, compare wording
Grace taught me generosity
All I have is for stewarding
But please pray before copying me

Eye-of-a-needle people everywhere
Bidding the elect to live by fear
O Lord when I’m greedy, pull me out of there
Please don’t wait a year
Dont let my heart write off hot tears
And The Lord is the movie where I cast my cares

God is still enough for me
My technique and energy
And his presents are my pedigree
I am great if I am serving him
I have lived out many a hymn
Keep your worship, only worship him

Take a billionaire and drop him in the Kalahari
Let him fear the name of God, let him learn to tarry
Let him learn ‘Without the poor, there would be no safety’
Let him say, “To lack your voice, Lord, is Poverty.”
Pure in heart vs poor in heart
Poor in spirit yet playing a part
One day dead, next day living
And no cold shoulders,
And nothing lacking,
What prinicipa- mehn we broadcasting
I’m in bucks in God’s inbox
Nepo-Baby and I flip flops
Shares in Futures that Christ bought

Can’t talk now, hallelujahs fill my mouth

From down here, I can reply now
Fools sit as Kings because their names are changed now
Once human, but something new now
And my fate is faith, but love is how I hope now.

Godzniel
©2026

Eyesalve

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Is it I, Lord
Am I the weak link or a sentry
on the wall heralding your entry
Demarcate me, Lord
from phonies who would dare to miss your call
This spear no go despair at all
Ctrl-X when I snatch a soul
Do it for the Kingdom, Do it for The Lord
He gave all it takes when He died on the cross
But don’t trust me, you can ask the Boss
Jesus is alive, that’s the King I trust
Moonwalk with a different Micheal, Jack
Son, step out the flesh when you start the attack
Airforce Amendments, the Amen they lack
Waiting on God ain’t no walk in the park
Working to pack
Souls and testimonies
I got Jesus, I can do this
So I close my eyes when I look to the sky
When you say, “Go.”
Lord, was it I?
Is it I, Lord?

Because it’s absurd that I would sell eternity
Am I so poor that I choose money over thee
You who gives breath
Can I so lose sight of thee?
Solomon said you should take it away
Some days I am feeling the same kinda way
For what does it profit a student to gain fame in his school and yet be expelled
I found cafeterias in things that you said
Grace is the way I am making my bed
Lord, is it I that you’ve chosen to send?

May it be, like an Enya song
Lord without you, I’m often wrong
Is it “aye” when you taste and see?
You are both strong and something sweet

Godzniel
©2026

Pivot Station

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God to the Man
Holy the hands
Heavenly broadcast
Bless the expanse
Son
Help souls flee the entrap
Meant for the more than a lap

Chains hit the ground—God’s love was the plan
and
God’s is the order and height
Inbuilt grace seasons the sub
stance
Will of the father
Be Saved or deleted and stolen from time and chance
Seas
Swim to the name and chant
Eat
Break ye the bread and pass
Eat
Drink ye the blood and bathe
Eat
Say to the mountain
Bless me

God to the man
All for the land—ugh!
Freaky escapes
Such high stakes—ugh!
God is too good
And there’s much more to be understood
Creation awaits and eternity is unto the fabric of food
True food made of the Word of God
Now Hiring
Now Hiring
We’re seeking Sons of God
Someone to take

God to the man
God to the land
God to the couch and God to the TV
God to the start of every man’s story
God to the air and God to the busy—easy, if a man hasn’t clung to money
God to the clung and to the ones set-free
God to the life and death of things
God to the man and to the scenes

God to the man
Do you read me?
God to the man
Do you read me?

Godzniel
©2026

As I am

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They say a man is measured
by the weight of his word.

If that is true,
then I stand no taller than politicians—
men fluent in promise,
faithless in keeping,
yet returned to power
by the same hands they failed.

Maybe this is Nigeria.
Maybe this is salvation.

God, choosing men like me
with a history of broken vows,
each one carried
on the tip of my tongue.

And every time I fall short,
He leans close—
not to condemn,
but to remind:

There is grace for this.
Enough to stand again.
Enough to stand before Him.

He asks for nothing polished,
only that I come
as I am.

Olaoye Adeleye
©2026

Greetings

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Calvary greetings from our Father, the Lord of Host,
The King of heaven
Who was
And Who is
And Who is to come,

The Lord,
Mighty are His Works,
Great are His words
Nothing spoken ever returns void,
It must accomplish,
Though it tarries

Listen, you who labour,
Thou heavy-laden fellow,
Listen to the Word of the Lord,
Rest is here,
Salvation has come
And He bids you, come

“I’m gentle and humble,”
He says,
“I’ll give you rest for your souls,”
He says,
“Take my yoke, for it’s light,”
He says,

Greetings, child of God.
This is the Word of the Lord.

The Edet Isiting
©2026

Love as a Sword

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Matrices and Tetris with funds and where they’re needed
Not enough a pause to stop and heave relief indeed
As we proceed
The tiers of tears stack a volume rancid
Jesus be like, “Tag me.”

Murderers and Traitors abroad the land in nooks and heights
Mother asked for success, I’m bored with base human delights
Morning Glory is your Word empowering, and I answer like a sacred thing
For before I ever spoke, I had made a praise offering
Jesus be like, “Tag me.”

Tag me and the Kingdom comes
Love will listen, love will calm
And some cases, love will slam
Whatever the options,
Surrender to his balm, it embalms all the flesh moves
When we show up how He wants, there are gasps too
Exceedingly abundantly,
Are you never not entertained?

Godzniel
©2026

In Tiriuh

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Point love to the king of kings
Been a lil’ while since I went hard
Maybe I’m a lil’ selfish, lil’ elvish
But I want to make God both Quality and Rubbish
You see He likes to make things into stories
Like a bomb that can Bansho Tenin
I’m more Zion than Zenin
But yo! I redefined what it might mean to be an Achi-kanu

Shout Hallelujah when you get Niel, Quchi or Godzniel
And some say Dragon, but I chose each name like a good spell
Nigerian criteria, born with a second holier birthday
Word Foodie, Father told me cut it sideways
Interior

Godzniel
©2026