Things that long seemed impossible
Manifest suddenly just before the window
Of opportunity closes. Many a miracle
Is undramatic, almost mundane, a narrow
Dirt track fit for walking or at best a bicycle
running beside a highway leading to hollow
Shallow goals for the spiritually superficial
And there right next to it, quiet and mellow
This simple path opens up with no noticeable
Features except this: it is your heart’s echo
Returning long after you sent an inaudible
Piercing cry for help. Swing chariot, swing low,
Swooping down out of the blue Inconceivable
And carrying me home to a better tomorrow.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river