S. M. H 6.0 - Something Must Happen
S. M. H {Something Must Happen} 6.0
A six-stringed psalm, this tunes of tenors stand,
United in songs, a mighty praise command.
Upon the carpet's emerald, lush and green,
They glow like embers in the evening's scene.
White shirts like canvas, bright as heavenly torch,
To release holy & vibrant sound, happy rush.6
Their trousers: striped in charcoal, red, and white,
A rhythm road, what a bold and joyful sight.
Each line a note, each stride a steady beat.
Praises from the pulpit make for a holy retreat.
"Something Must Happen," brought us all here,
A whispered loud prayer, a fierce & faithful flair,¹²
Ephatha; It's more than a theme, a divine declaration,
Be Opened... and let every nation enter salvation!
Ephatha... and let all boundaries clear,
As heaven releases its glory right here!
The backdrop screams it, logo shining bright,
Echoing victories in the evenings spotlight.¹8
The ground welcomes the ambience of the sky,
As melodies take wing and soar up high.
The atmosphere was electric, pure and true,
A praise connection, through and through.
Songs sweetens like rhymes that dance upon the tongue,
And powerful words from sacred scriptures wrung.²4
Like thunder claps that shake the stable ground,
This SMH vib is unbridled and unbound!
Not performances, but ministrations we all yap about,
Erasing shadows, causing healings, casting devils out.
So let the echoes of SMH ring from coast to coast.
Something Happened, we loved it, let's raise a toast.³°
This dope display, this heavenly hurry & righteous, rowdy crew,
Is evidence of what God & powerful praise can do.³²
VICK MANUEL POETRY {VMP}
Copyright ©?21st September 2026.
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