EVENING SKY

I love the sky in the evenings when my spirit is free of ambitions and pressures, conniving tensions, expectations and all those things that seem important. Money, power, fame, renown, popularity, accolade, comfort, praise and other dungeons of the human spirit. Wars of words and weapons. The desire to be better than my neighbour and be seen as being better. It all means nothing now. In this moment of having nothing, I have everything. The vast evening sky becomes small enough to fit into my quiet soul. Good evening, earth. Heaven calling.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

INSPIRATIONS

The things that inspired me yesterday
Still inspire me today
And will still inspire me tomorrow –
And yet
My poems,
Though they be of one mind,
Will continue to change and to grow
Because Inspiration
Does not change,
But I,
The poet, do.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

VERFÜHREN

Wer fragt
Der führt
Hat er irgendwo gelesen
Und fuhr fort

Wer antwortet
Der verführt
Hat sie irgendwann verstanden
Und hielt Wort.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

THE FARAWAY MAN

We came suddenly upon the path
Of the Faraway-man

We heard suddenly the flute he hath
Been using to call his clan

Birds, beasts, fish and fairies, all
Followed the Faraway-man

And man alone doth Heaven now call
The lonely faraway man.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

UNDERSTANDING VALUES

How foreign is a foreigner
In a land of foreign values
If the values of the foreign
Are native to him?

How rightful are a native’s rights
In a land of prayer and righteousness
If he claims for himself the right
To deny an unbeliever his human rights?

Democracy is a car – if you insist
That they exchange their horse for your car
How can you stop them from roughly driving the car
Like they rode their horse, out into the wild?

Religion is a house – if you insist that they
Abandon nature and make your house their home
How can you stop them from inviting their old nature
Into your eternal rigid walls?

Who knows the answer?
Religion doesn’t know the answer
Politics doesn’t know the answer
Only really human beings know the answer.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

UNSICHER

Sicher, du bist wirklicher als
Meine Träume dem Wunsche nach dir es
Ein räumten. Dennoch bin ich mir
Ein bisschen unsicher.

Brannte vielleicht nur die Sicherung durch?
Wessen Herz kann wem was versichern?
Wie ein Blinder taste ich nach Spuren
Meiner Sicherheit, voller Angst und Hoffnung.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

SAX TIGHTLES

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Four example
Camel Lion
Your dreamy dark eyes
Bottomless pools of wanting
Crow’s bones
Lord of the thighs
Unhappy keys, open me
A bright queer inner light-flash
Sometimes camel, sometimes lion and me
Waterbottle
Just fooling around
Sex and Sax
Keep it tight, yeah that’s just alright

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

SLOW

Open slowly
Don’t show it all
Too fast –
Pause… a little more… pause… a little more
Draw a little breath
Every change is death
And rebirth –

– CHE CHIDI CHUKWUMERIJE.

TIERISCH

Kurz
Hinter der Tür
Verschwand die Wand – plötzlich, ohne Warnung –
Ich war frei, du auch
Ohne Gespür für Schuld und Moral

… dann rollten die Tore der Vergesslichkeit zurück.
Und ich war wieder
Der Mann deiner besten Freundin
Und du die Frau
Meines Kumpels.

– CHE CHIDI CHUKWUMERIJE.

SPACE

Distance
Brought me closer to you than
Romance
Ever did or ever could

Distance
Is more intimate than nearness
Substance
Needs space to come together

Distance
Is at the heart of our closeness
Long live the resistance
That makes the current of love flow.

– CHE CHIDI CHUKWUMERIJE.