Daughter of the King
In March 2024, I was asked to share a message with my fellowship for our Women’s Day gathering. Coincidentally, during that same season I had been studying what it truly means to be a daughter. So I focused on what…
Inioluwa Ajenifuja
Walls
This poem was originally written as part of a school project. What began as an assignment quickly became something more. It captured the walls I had built around myself and the quiet ache behind them. Years later, while revisiting old…
Before the Walls Fell
Looking back, one of the most unexpectedly formative seasons of my life was my Grade 11 English class. It was designed to push us beyond simply reading books and answering questions. We were required to make textual connections: text to…
In Awe of You
The realization of you is brand new every morning.In awe of your love, my heart can’t contain it.Bursting with emotions I can’t quite name.My eyes react, my mouth numb.A sound pours forth.The meaning only you and I know. Less said,…
This First Fruit I Bring
In the tradition of First Fruits, this poem marks the beginning of AWG—an offering of what is first, entrusted to God. This First Fruit I Bring I wondered and pondered what to open withI sifted through every theme revealed,…