Do not stutter when you speak And do not limp when you walk For you walk with the spirit of God
And when you command the morning Do not whisper as though you are uncertain For you have given that power over life and death
What sickness plagues man That he knows not of whose breath he was forged?
How he forgets the crown upon his own head And the sceptre that the lord has placed in hands He frets at the pangs of sickness And cowers at the thought of demons This is man: who is carved in the image of God
How the angels envy you That God thought it fair To grant you favor in his sight over other beings
If only you knew How your very existence Has brought unending misery To the lips of the accuse
Micah Ogugua Okoye is passionate about faith, African history, and poetry. He blends cultural reflection, biblical insight, and personal conviction to explore how faith meets everyday life, especially in African society. Beyond his works of poetry and writings on faith, he is also the founder of Stein OnChain, a platform dedicated to on-chain analytics and education in the Web3 space.
