ECCENTRICITY

So what on earth
Is really wrong
With being an eccentric?

Nature, when you rub it
Or bring opposite poles together
Becomes electric

Perception when it expands
And touches all sources
Becomes eclectic

People when you force them
Into an unnatural Framework
Become erratic

And almost every great Invention
Or new thought
Came from an eccentric.

So tell me…
What on earth could be wrong wrong
WIth being an eccentric?

Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

WANN KOMMT ENDLICH DER ISLAMISCHE FRÜHLING?

Nicht nur arabischen Frühling
Braucht die Welt
Sondern vor allem islamischen Frühling.

Daß die Muslime selbst
Tagein tagaus
Weltweit auf die Straße gehen
Und gegen ihre mörderischen Glaubensbrüder protestieren.

Daß die Muslime selbst
Sich zusammenschließen und selbst
Ihre Radikalen zur Rechenschaft ziehen
Und verurteilen, und verändern
Und stoppen.

Nicht mich müssen die Liberalen und Moderaten überzeugen
Mit Erklärungen über die friedliche Natur ihrer Religion
Sondern ihre eigenen Geistesgefährten –
Denn auf uns hören oder reagieren sie eh net.

IHR müsst die Führung in die Hand nehmen,
Wir unterstützen. – Nicht umgekehrt.
Aber Euer Schweigen und Nichtstun diesbezüglich ist laut.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

AFRAID OF YOURSELF

I know a Girl
She loves to pray
And everytime we kiss
She runs away in shame

Because I don’t fit into her world
And she can’t look her leader in the eye
When I’m on her mind

Is your river flowing?
Should I… check again?

Breathing hard she runs far away
And in the distance we can pretend
That she’s stronger than Shame…

She’s ashamed of herself
For not being herself

Because she’s afraid of herself.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije

WANDERLUST

Meine Lust
Wandert
Von Frust zu Frust

Zieh mir das Hemd hoch
Und küss kühl meine Haut
Hol mich langsam runter
Schenk mir Frieden, Hoffnung, Trost

Meine Lust
Wandert
Von Brust zu Brust.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

ECHO

Now that I’ve consolidated all my former blogs into this new one, I will – apart from new works – also reblog for a whole year anything I once published somewhere else on that particular date under my pen-name “Aka Teraka”…

TODAY YESTERDAY – …

Ich habe alle meine früheren Blogs in diesem neuen gebündelt. Zusätzlich zu neuen Einträgen reblogge ich nun ein Jahrlang – immer zum jeweiligen Jahrestag – alles, was ich in den verschiedenen Blogs jemals unter meinem damaligen Autorenname “Aka Teraka” einst veröffentlichte…

HEUTE GESTERN – …

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije (Aka Teraka)

ENTSPRECHEND

Wer Politiker sein will
Muss zuerst Mensch werden

Die Menschheit ist auf der Suche
Nach Vervollkommnung auf Erden

Wie viel Ich
Vertragen so viele Herden?

Nur wer Deiner Inneren Stimme entspricht
Dem folgst Du ohne – und trotz – Beschwerden.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

HERDING INTO AN UNKNOWN FUTURE

Last year, President Buhari arrested Nnamdi Kanu, accusing him of urging Easterners to arm and protect themselves.

Today, ARMED herdsmen from our president’s own ethnic group have started falling on those same unarmed Easterners and on other unarmed peoples of Nigeria, killing, maiming, raping and slaughtering them and forcefully taking over their land. The spike in these activities has been all over the news for months, and rumours now abound that there is even a secret bill in the making to legalize the unconstitutional one-sided freedoms of these armed herdsmen.

President Buhari has not arrested or brought to justice any of his own armed kinsmen and fellow herders. Infact on this issue he has been uncharacteristically soft-spoken for an ex-soldier who has severally fumed of how he will use the military might and intelligence of Nigeria to crush any violent or armed groups within the country.

If this is not the cold cynical Conspiracy that it looks like, then it is a case of a president turning out to be more clueless, inefficient and inadequate than he accuses his predecessor of being. Choose one.

The world is moving ahead, leaving Africa behind to continue to wallow in our ancient small-minded animosities. The OAU was founded in 1963, yet Africa is still not united and still not honest with itself. The Biafran War ended in 1970, but Nigerians still don’t trust one another. We are in the fourth republic, but the law and the constitution are still being interpreted selectively. Caught between the opposites of Meritocracy and Federal Character, we have not yet solved the basic puzzle of what form our democracy should take in order to succeed long-term.

The Age of Oil is slowly coming to an End. During these decades of global oil-dependency, certain Non-African oil-producers have used the proceeds of the Oil Trade to catapult their nations from the dregs of primitive rural backwardness into mind-boggling heights of beauty, industry and technology. Today while we pathetically and anxiously monitor the price of oil daily like mindless helpless victims of a system beyond our control, some scientific nations are investing heavily in New Energy, rushing at a feverish pace to hurriedly create a parallel technological space that will eventually replace the fossil-fuel-based technology and infrastructure of yesterday. The economic dynamics of tomorrow will not be kind to Nigeria and Africa.

In the arena of social and cultural engineering, upheavals are rocking the universal human soul which will shape the global social dialectics of tomorrow. Displacement, migration and integration have become issues facing more and more nations and societies. Peoples and ideologies that have always been strangers to one another and seemingly mutually incompatible are now locked in an intense discussion on how to co-exist peacefully within the different contexts of their different social systems and nation-types. Those who bring the solutions will be those who rule the future.

Rapid advances in the synergising of equally dizzying advances in new forms of information and communication technologies keep opening up wider and more customisable possibilities for any person, groups of persons, peoples or nations who really want and are committed to progress – to source out, engineer and implement the solutions they need. Living in the transitional era of the matrix of all these forces, the times could not be more conducive for progressive African minds to finally achieve the leap out of the state and the sad image of a non-producing, non-inventing, self-oppressing, corrupt, beggarly continent to a self-dependent, socially secure, rights-protecting, technologically inventive part-carrier of the future. Knowledge, once the rarest and most sought-after power-broker in the world, has become a cheap commodity easily available to any serious seeker.

In the midst of all this, it is the more primitive problems that continue to bog us down. Ill-health, lack of education, corruption, power-abuse, tribalism, broken infrastructure, the lack of basic amenities, the lack of social security, the lack of a tourism industry, the lack of a culture of incubation of ideas and new technology, issues of human, civil and minority rights, insecurity, and the list goes on. And at the top is the baffling question of the paradox of why Nigeria, an African country, should make herself the crude battleground of two imported world-religions. At these present cross-road where only UNITY gives us a fighting chance to catch up with the global shift in technology and social re-engineering taking place. My favourite song in my village has very simple lyrics – “Idinotu, o bu ya bu ike.”: UNITY IS STRENGTH. When will African “Muslims” and African “Christians” figure out this little trick?

In an integrated world in which diasporan Africans globally are increasingly looking to the motherland as a source of inspiration, a fountain of ancient knowledge, a bedrock of self-respect, and a field of new progressive activity, self-mockingly the continent is momentum-wise worse off now than at the dawn of independence.

And now Fulani herdsmen have joined the fray in expansionistic dimensions last seen only before colonialism, taken up their walking sticks and their new sophisticated firearms and started brutally doing everywhere in the country the very thing the President said he would never condone or allow under his watch. Lailai.

We are watching. Africa is watching. Quietly?

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

AUCH TRAURIGE MOMENTE SIND MOMENTE

Jene Momente
In denen ich an den 5. April 1995 denke
Einen Tag vor dem Unfalltod meines Bruders
Er wußte nicht, es war sein vorletzter Tag…

Jene Momente
In denen ich an den 18. April 2015 denke
Einen Tag vor dem Krebstod meines Vaters
Die Behandlung lief gut
Er dachte nicht, es war sein letzter Abend…

Jene Momente
An denen ich an die liebsten Menschen in
Meinem heutigen Leben denke, und weiß
– genau so wie ich an andere nun denke –
Einige von ihnen werden sich einst an unser
Letztes Auf Wiedersehen erinnern

Und sinnen: Hätte ich nur gewusst
Daß das der letzte AugenBlick sein würde…
Denn einem unter uns Menschen war gestern immer
Der vorletzte Tag

Liebe den Moment, Mensch
Liebe und lebe diesen Moment

Er wird sich nicht wiederholen.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.