A thought on God’s mind
To rescue the lost
And give vision to the blind

So he acted
Let’s make man in our own image
His pen wrote your page
A major project, loaded with mysteries
Then He formed a habit
To make more in different ways

It became His character
To make good things better
And better things you

If there was a best project He did
The best song He composed
The best script He wrote
The best picture He painted
It’s your destiny…fulfill it


                                                                                      - Omodunmiju David

THE ADVERSARY OF THE SOULS OF MEN

it feeds your passion
it knows your taste
fueling your lust
you think you're smart

it would keep you busy, and won't let you ask why
running your life in the routine of a circus
you are stranded in the world of competition
and have lost touch with contentment

its job description is one
reducing a king to a beast
that now lives with only a selfish purpose
gathering only for a passing world

its the regret of the dead
the wish of the old
the regular companion of an agile heart
and the mystery unknown to a new born.

                                                                                                                               -David Omodunmiju

YOUR OWN HEM
By David Omodunmiju

The power in Him runs even through His garment
It could make your healing permanent
Ending your pain in a moment
It’s what you get, when your Father is omnipotent

She would have died, weighing the crowd
But her faith was far too proud
Her cry wouldn’t have meant a thing, though loud
But her desperation for healing changed the cloud

Now you don’t need that much
Healing has advanced to faith not touch
Even so, build not your faith from the environment
And enough of the mere talks
Resign from the dead works

Wake up! Days of turns are gone
Else like the ******* by the river, you’ll be there for long
Now the violent are the ones who take it
You’ll need your violence of faith to make it

These tears won’t help you receive
The equations have changed, don’t be deceived
It’s now faith plus work that equals achieve
Your faith might just be your own hem.

                                                                ­                                            - David Omodunmiju

THE WRITINGS OF CHANGE

Taught by the hands of common men
You have become the replica of old stories
Vain repetitions has formed you a tradition
The fear of ME is drowning men in the pool of sameness

Verily, I have watched
As many struggle each new day, for same old things
Bound by the thought of what people will say
Shackled by the fear of the unknown
So that the waters of possibility remains untroubled

I have seen Kings die like mere men
They make old mistakes and give new excuses
Those who have resisted ME
Ended on the wrong side of history
But if You will dare to be different
You will find that there's a spirit in man
My name is CHANGE
And I hope the sons of men find this letter.

                    - David Omodunmiju

Revealed from the fullness of a glad heart
Words will only ******* my expression
The sights and sounds yet unimagined
Leaving even angels in awe

Sincerely, our best materials here are its waste
Even these thoughts put my spirit in haste
I desire to live there
So I daily lose touch with the toys here

I’ll be bold to say it’s ours
When we come through salvation, and live by the rules
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine
By the blood contract for me He signed

Yes, this tongue can’t process its taste
Waters springing from the fountain of life
Breeze that fill our lungs with holiness
Where even the lions and lambs walk together

Streets of transparent gold like glass
Mighty gates built with priceless pearls
A city where God lives, built by God
And we are still yet to find a single dust.



                                                                ­                                      - Omodunmiju David

Really, the fear could get so real
You can almost feel its pulse
You want to agree with your heart beat
As the giants shout loud your name

Trembling seems like a voluntary action
Though you reject this certificate of weakness
They say “run today, fight tomorrow”
Wow, I hear “keep running loser”
Cos’ tomorrow will soon become today

See, pacing back and forth in tears doesn’t mean weakness
It means, you’re too smart not to sit down in it
Of a truth, these giants are bigger than the ‘you’ outside
But tinier than even the toes of the ‘Father’ inside
And knowing the depth of the Father’s love for you!
If I were you!
I’ll look up, call Daddy!!
Believe He heard me,
Put my faith in the sling of work,
Shoot my best, and leave the rest.

                                                                                                             - David Omodunmiju

Soon, questions will rise like volcano erupts
Tired of the lies of a life called corrupt
Yes, your soul will search earnestly for the truth
Cos all you can steal is the fruit not the root

I may never look like it
As it is a function of what you search for
This truth won’t struggle to fit
It’s a rare one, with a foundation that stands sure

I really wasn’t born this way
I lived my life from what I heard them say
Till the day mercy found me out
Opened my eyes and stopped my scout

Now I live my life straight and focused
My purposed has changed, I’m contented with Jesus
Even the evil of this age works in my favor
I’ll pass the test, my friend is the tutor

And while this world’s darkness covers their identity
It will shine the light of my spirituality
And when they come asking for my source
Requesting my autograph, I’ll give them yours
I’m blessed to live in you, breath in you, and even have my being

- David Omodunmiju