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Showing posts with label spoken word. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spoken word. Show all posts

Tuesday, 15 January 2013

Free Them

I am excited to announce that Janette. . .ikz will be sharing at the OC F.R.E.E. T.H.E.M event, "It Starts at Home."

event flyer

She will be performing a shortened version of this piece.





If you are in the Orange County/LA Metro area, please consider coming to this event. It's looking to be pretty spectacular!

Monday, 17 January 2011

Silence is Deadly by Ezekiel Azonwu with transcription



I could teach you how to kill without choking, stabbing or shooting.
Just walk past someone who's dying and do this
And it's funny--I'm stuck instructing this tough class but I just passed
I was not the good Samaritan--I was the priest who just passed
Who can't understand why he's only washing his hands after taking his blood bath but
But here's the lesson:
Death is the equivalent to life when life is unmentioned.
So scratch the strife and the tension
You might as well pull them to the side, look them in the eye, and tell them, "I want you to die."

And if they're struggling and desperate for a word of life to survive,
Just keep your mouth closed--now that's homicide
Most Christians are so eager to open their mouths to bless me,
But when I'm struggling with sin, they hold the truth back and
pat me on the back gently, and tell me something sweet,
cuz they don't want to offend me
At that point it was so necessary for me to repent
see, I was driving on grace while my tank was on empty
why only bash violence when silence is so deadly?
And Scripture says our tongues hold the power of life and death
And that helps, but couldn't we use our powers to bring life to someone else?
if we just think it but never speak it, then death will volunteer itself

Shhh don't mention it.  Shhhh just roll with it
Shhhhh it's the generation of hush
Hush mode-ism. And it's ruining us
you can trust that people are thinsting for the living water
so why are we so busy sweating bullets
trying to keep it a secret that they're sure to be dry. . .Bones
In this valley we are all Ezekiels
God needs us to speak to his people
Shall they live? I don't know
Cuz honestly, if I'm not speaking life into you, I'm killing you
I see some of you are feeling the same type of conviction I'm feeling too
Cuz if I had an adjective to describe the type of killers we've become, it would be serial
And I'm serious, just look at us
Even in our personal lives, we've hidden behind our lies so many times
that our hearts have a hard time convincing our minds that everything is fine,
so because of our pride, we keep our lips sealed, and pretend that we're mimes
not knowing that our audience is potentially blind
But my God speaks Braille, and it's only difficult
If you can't see what He did for you 
So I don't care what they did to you, know how much it gets to you
regardless of who disrespected, rejected, or neglected you, slept with you
and sexually transmitted disease infected you 
no matter who, what ,when, where, why or how they spiritually  or physically molested you
raped you, betrayed you, spit in your face just to show you how much they hate you
despite what they did against you, 
if you take two seconds and think about how you've offended God, 
it should make you understand how much you deserve death just as much as they do
so if they hurt you, let them know, speak forgiveness, let it go, 
cuz my brethren you should know holding a grudge is the same as holding a gun
with the intention of having someone resting in peace
why do you think they say, speak now or forever hold your click-click peace?
you know sometimes we can be like old TVs 
with antennae that can't receive signals from above so they shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
but God wants you to transmit that big picture with love
so don't let fear remote control you
cuz no matter how much static is in your view on Christ's station,
it's never cute to be mute in volume
so I dare you to be different, cuz by faith I've made a decision 
that even if I was somehow placed in a prison
feet tied up, hands cuffed, face duct-taped up, 
I would summon my faith in the Christ who saved us
through the manifestations of my heart's meditations, 
I'd initiate communicate with my brain and 
translate that information to my nerves and my veins, 
sending words to my epidermis surface in case my lips couldn't release my statements,
I'd nod, twitch, and wiggle and wink you towards salvation
The spirit of pride--every spirit of pride or lack of boldness, I destroy it in the name of Jesus
You are now granted freedom to life--and not just to have it, but to speak it
Just allow God to breathe it, your CPR is needed
so if anyone is ever seeking for life, through the power of your words
I pray and I wish that I never see anyone go shhhhhhh
Cuz Christ took lashes of the whip--and I'm not talking the regular whip
The kind of whip that when inflicted, causes the flesh to rip and compels you to go --
So you never have to go shhh
And now that we know that God has chosen that our spiritual reproductive organs be manifested 
by our words through our lips when we're speaking supernaturally we're conceiving by our words 
through our lips 
so how can life continue to exist when my sisters keep them closed and my brothers keep them zipped?
so for the sake of life I beg you to open your mouth and speak






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Thursday, 24 June 2010

Almost by Ezekiel Azonwu (transcription included)


one of the most dangerous terms in English diction
if it could be translated into audio it would sound like
pbb-bb-bb-bb from the saxophone of Lisa Simpson
two words designed and strategically combined
to form the biggest oxymoron in the history of mankind
ALL-MOST
But see, as far as the world's concerned, you could live your life vile
and could almost get away with murder if you had a nice smile
you could almost meet folks just to almost sleep around
and stop at your local clinic while you almost had a child.
see, 'almost' is no stranger to Satan. Here's proof:
he only tells lies when they're almost the truth
and it's amazing in our incompleteness we find complacence
but if almost is one of Lucifer's many traits
then we are inadvertently good Satan impersonations
But on the contrary, Christ did his job fully
and he proved he was God when he died on the cross like it was his duty
and to pardon my iniquities that I commited rudely
he resurrected from the grave just to tell death to excuse me
but excuse me, this is your life and that's something I can't impose on
but your body is God's home which was alone about to get forclosed on
See, an almost Christian looks right but lives wrong
Can't stand the conviction in Romans so they sit down to be comforted in Psalms
Never understood worship but loved to sing songs like I surrender all. . .MOST
Cuz it's far to expensive to spend your life on something that doesn't appeal to your five senses
see, nowadays, Christianity is like a Louis rag--
no function or use but we just rock it cuz it's stylish
not righteous, but right-ish
So now all God sees is a pile of ISHmael's when he intended for Isaac's
And we're moved by how we feel so we're saved when we feel like it
so technically we've never really been saved we merely tried it.
So no wonder why we're never sold out when we return it after we buy it
Let me break it down because you need to beware
that your life could lack the very standards that need to be there
Cuz on that final day of judgment while God's receiving his heir
will he say, Son, well done or [spits] medium rare!
Cuz even by earthly standards it would be highly insane
to start spending all of your money days before you almost get paid
like parents, you wouldn't send your kids to a school that's almost safe
and ladies, would you really date a man who claims he's almost straight?
and this is the very thing about God that we all try to get around
but his standards are like between two mountains--no middle ground
so a halfway life is unprofitable to you
cuz after all the Sunday service, Bible studies, and prayer meetings
and everything that goes between, God will say I never knew you
But that's not even the worst part of living your life as neutral
it's that you were once arctic but it is your lukewarmness that is causing him to spew you
and this is the very thing that had me
I was bound and held down by the unforgiving gravity of my spiritual reality
I was a Christian, or at least I portrayed the fantasy
With a filthy personal life but a "God bless you brother, how you doin' sister?" personality
I was a male enveloped by guilt because I was stamped a sinner
My message couldn't be received because I didn't represent the sender yet I was almost delivered
Till that one day when I totally, absolutely and completely surrendered
I took heed to a modern prophet who proclaimed it was time for change
now I'm no longer bound to sin point-blank off the chain
You can ask Umar Abdul Mutallab, he'll tell you the same--
you don't almost go to jail when you almost blow up a plane
like you don't almost go to hell when you almost get saved
despised the cross that he was slain and thus the cause for which he came
but don't worry i'm almost done, but before i leave this stage
we have all worked in sin and death was minimum wage
but if it wasn't for Christ we would have almost got paid





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