Recognitions await the explorer
The tail wags the dog
Sometimes when they play
The ears wade through the fog
When eyes can’t see the way
Nearer is not always clearer
The fire comes from the log
There’s also sadness in May
Our life is our only authentic blog
What we do says more than what we say
Even a mirror needs a mirror
A princess prefers a frog
The night is the dreamers’ day
Quiet people are also intensely agog
With excitement they don‘t display
To think otherwise would be an error.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river