Ra Moth Gilead

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I spot Peace at 3 O’clock
I obey, they call it luck
Kicks dig in like years of work
Israelite-like spin the block
Israelite not Israeli
Read the other or the G
Tetra-grammar-ton or wind
I think you’ll run into Him
I eye aisles when it’s not my walk-up
Fight like Farts when the fans shut up
Might fly kites if I search Playstore
Kai wallahi God is what I’m Four

I spot Wonder at Ten O’clock
Shoes of Peace so He is my Walk
Choice is His to preen or pluck
If I can pray, I can’t be stuck
Cheeeshhh
When I’m a grandfather
I hope I write a little bolder
Of the Lord Jesus and The Lord Father
The Timeless set the timer
Above Him is none higher
Those that tried still lose if I…

Say the name
Say the name 
Say the name
Say the name
J-E-S-U-S is saving those who will trust in him

Godzniel
©2026

Check List

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Bucket list,
No…
A check list
Definitely…
Cremé de la cremé
A creamy latte for all
My troubles aren’t bad at all, sweet, sweeter, sweetest

A bucket list could come after,
After we’ve collided like Gas molecules inside a Cologne

No body badder
I’m not settling down the ladder,
Each column of our Adventure together would be littered with laughter

A laughter list
That would set my cry list ablaze for good
My oh my…
Delulu
Is that you?
Looks like I’m trapped with you…
Not like I mind,
Delulu is the solulu for a Long List of Breakfasts that could last a life-time,

Certainly, we should live to see the fine times,
Breakfast at least
Don’t die starving
Perfect trust, perfect love,
That’s what they had on the menu before it became crumbs,
Imperfect times shouldn’t defile the future fine lines
There’s a lot on your timeline,

Checkmate
Victory dance it is
You still stand a chance at love
Congratulations in Jesus name

Agba stepper
After you nah you,
if you had your way, you would have done leg walk,
But, no panic, your steps are being ordered into God’s menu,
Make a bucket list
Already,
God’s choice will overrule the checklist

Ebubechi
© 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

Love as a Filter

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Pause
Mid scroll I start
Log on and wait
Pray first gang
No other food on my plate
Pass it with no PR
Grace is how I’ve been Sir
I would have to slow down just to be selfish
And my honor for the pastors no dey finish
Love is sacrifice, those words are verbiage
What does it take to crack through this world’s mirage?

My voice
He replied my sheep hear my voice
After they hear, they each have a choice
Make real music or chime with the noise

Godzniel
©2026

PUSH

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There’s a target to hit
If you want to be free,
A spiritual architecture must respond, with a scream, and a leap
From the impact of your
Goozo…goozo kapapa diya mandiya
Hold unto thy pistol
While you rain down
Fire and brimstone,

Soldier, if you want to write an epistle for your generation to read
Somebody will have to bleed,
Bruise the head of that Ancient serpent, and he would flee

Or

Do you want to plead?
For the advantage Christ has bought you already?

My friend PUSH!

Push until something happens,
Else you go guzoro for too long!
Kabash…ratata indica
That’s how to run through a troop and leap over a wall

Thou hast encamped around those mountains for too long
It is a time for shift
It is a time for speed
It is a time for showers

Sounds of abundance of rain
Ikipopo Kandi ka
Launch thy missiles
We’re not missing sides

Kadosh is on our side

Ebubechi
© 2026

Tong of Tongues

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Fluttering wings when I ratatatata
Holy Ammo and a spoken Katana
Shuriken made of rhema and light
Regen made of life more abundant

Hey IK,
We used to run to altars to alter the courses of curses we nursed
But now we are vendors of miracles, growing and growing others
Faith reimbursed,
Charge it to my Christ card
We conquered in him
We tell it in hymns
And in our seconds and how we second him like second to none

When have we won?
When we have obeyed the word
The burden is light, and he made us lamps
I’m writing God poems until I’m a Gramps
It’s funny how people still gather in camps
With O² in lungs and time on their hands
To set up a tower and push evil back
All without getting God’s nod to attack
Fluttering wings when I ratatatata
Holy Ammo and a spoken Katana
Shuriken rain made of rhema and light
Resurrection at the sound of life more abundant

Abundant

Stop in the street just to whisper I love you
Secret messages and missions we do
Trek small then we take a canoe
Silence since you might say some more
Soaked in your discernment, I’m still
Savor each spot I was destined to heal
Surrealest of trips and the stories are real
Serving The Lord is the better deal
Serving The Lord is always the better deal

Godzniel
©2026

Greater Is He

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Form set for the engines.
Jonah on a beach, please.
Pirate on God pistons.
I boast in His beauties.

Though I’m more Zion than Zenin,
I sometimes preach in screenshots instead of videos.
Why I do that, Lord knows.
Two knees before ten toes.
One verse before ten moves.
Form set for the engines.
Pirate on God pistons.

Difficulty is a safe space;
That’s when you can rock grace.
Though all the while we are soaked, sewn, and in its face.
Love, love — it’s a love case,
But it gives me a rich heritage.

I can trust in the Lord,
And He breaks every cage.
I’m a creature of Word;
It’s His pleasure.
That’s where I abide, and He resides,
And my hide often hides one or two miracles.
And the name of the Lord is extolled through the scenes.
That’s the Prince of Peace,
The Apocalypse and the Genesis.

Return

Check, check.
My breathing form set for the content engines.
I am so Jonah on a beach, please.
I’m in love with a purposeful Being,
And His Spirit makes me into a pirate on God pistons.
I am awestruck, so I boast in His beauties.
Every day, Jesus is the heart of the stories.

And everyone is welcome to research this:
All the earth does sit as the Lord’s business —
And the heavens.

Form set for the engines.
Jonah on a beach, please.
Pirate on God pistons.
I boast in Him — boast in His mechanics

Godzniel
©2026

Yatch Sub II

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Bankrolled by the Most High.
Tears fall, but I don’t cry.
When I fold, peep my preach count—
Made the most of a wrong route.
On the Good News, trotting;
Human wisdom’s nothing.
What is fame when those who remember
Won’t live forever?
Far above the struggling,
So blessed, it’s humbling.
Too much shalom to be bothering—
I’m anxious for nothing.

Mmmmm.
I want my fame in my Jesus forever.
Jesus baby.
Oh yes, I’m a Jesus tata.

Some have doctors, some have pills;
We lay hands and folks get healed.
Text to Life—we do not trust news.
Our videos hunt souls, not views.
Some blame faith on the place of birth;
Well, I am born again.
Some say we all need help from the ancestors—
I kneel to a different reign.

Mmmmm.
I want my fame in my Jesus forever.
Jesus baby.
Oh yes, I’m a Jesus tata.

Even in death, I am fruitful.
I have been harboring truth, though.
I Noah above all the culture;
Even at ease, Jesus has all my attention.

Godzniel
©2026