MANDELA, LEARNING FROM OTHERS’ MISTAKES: 1 – (Preamble)

(Lessons from the first (mis)steps following modern Africa’s independence)

It sounds like a myth now. They say South Africa was on the brink of civil war after the release of Mandela and the collapse of apartheid. Civil war? Really? The Zulus and the Xhosas were heading for tribal war? And, simultaneously, the blacks against the whites in racial massacre? Well, it is true that it all sounds a bit far-fetched to some people now… because it did not happen. Because Mandela opted for reconciliation and spearheaded an intense drive to find a common basis for all to live, share power and face the future together. But, as far-fetched as all this may seem today, it was actually the most likely turn that events would have taken, based on the history of African so-called independence. This is a history that Mandela, and those who thought like him, knew all too well and, like wise people do, gravely feared. It is a history replete with the educative one-two punch of the strong heady wine of independence, liberation and freedom, eventually followed by the bad-tempered and moody hangover of disorientation, destabilisation and crisis.

Independence, all too often, is followed by civil strife and civil war. On all continents, in different eras, there abound records of great and small nations who have been unable to avoid this cliff in the arch of their history. When a nation-space has been oppressed or suppressed for a long time, it exhibits the properties of a socio-political pressure cooker. Once the lid of suppression is lifted, tumultuous explosions sooner or later follow as the various agendas and sensibilities of its component parts push to the fore, each demanding fulfilment. It requires strong-willed, knowing, conscious leadership to harness the liberated energies and channel them into constructive upbuilding. The opposite would mean a repetition of the same wild implosion into self-destruction witnessed after independence in many African countries, and as is happening right now in South Sudan. It is a pity that more than two decades after the fall of apartheid, Mandela’s example has not been understood and internalised by many other African peoples, personalities and groups still trying to find the most conducive forms of post-independent co-existence.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije

Continued in Part 2 of 11:
MANDELA, LEARNING FROM OTHERS’ MISTAKES: 2 – (Egypt’s modern pharaohs)

DER GEIST IST FREI

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2x ich

1x mein Verstand
der ewig um sich selbst kreist

1x außer Rand und Band
ich, der Geist.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

Zeichnung “Der Geist ist frei” von Swana van Schaardenburg.

AS IF ALREADY WE KNEW

I remember you
Almost everyday.
Do thoughts forget
Their creators? Heart
And common sense agree
In me that they never could.
I remember you daily.

Our childhood and youth
Made my heart what
It is today. And though
You’re gone who knows
Where in the Beyond,
Still my memories of you,
Brother, know no boundaries.

How many times did
We watch Joe Panther?
Little did we know that
We were watching our future.
For, like Tiger died and left Joe,
One of us would go
And the other would lonely stay.

And I remember how quietly
We sat, together, trying
To hold back and conceal
Our tears that first time
We watched La Bamba –
As if already then we knew
How it would one day feel.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

SOME WILL LOVE YOU TO THE END, AND SOME WON’T –

If you love someone, give them a Chance to hurt you. It’s not whether they hurt you or not that matters – they will – but the way and manner – how – they hurt you or try to hurt you.

This is what will tell you everything you need to know about the Person in relation to yourself, and about the nature and future of your relationship.

Only those who will love you to the end deserve to have the right to hurt you.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

UNTREUHÄNDLER

Denen wurde anvertraut
Der heilig(ende) Speer

Um den Speer sammelten sich nicht Heiler
Sondern ein Heer

Teilte die Welt wund-blutig zum
Roten Meer

Personenvoll,
Menschenleer.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

ATLANTIS FÄLLT WIEDER

Die Hüter des Grales
Wollen den Gral für sich behalten
Macht-trunken

Zu stolz zu fallen
Stürzt das Volk eben tiefer, härter
Atlantis gesunken.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

A BUTTERFLY SHOULD LEAVE ITS COCOON BEHIND

I love you Baby
But sometimes Love
Is not enough to make Lohengrin stay.

Don’t knock on the door
Of the Unknown, if you don’t
Want to be overtaken by the Unknown.

But if you must, you must
Even when the line you have crossed
Is the boundary of trust.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

DON’T READ ME

READ YOU.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

EIN ANDERER UMGANG MIT DU UND SIE

Sie, nicht weil Sie mein Vorgesetzter oder meine Chefin sind, sondern weil wir einander innerlich fremd sind…

Du, nicht weil wir Kollegen oder Nachbarn sind, sondern weil wir geistig im Gleichklang schwingen.

Und Sie, obwohl wir gleichalt sind, und in den selben Bekanntschafts- oder Arbeitskreisen uns befinden, sind mir irgendwie fern… ungleichartig… und intuitiv zolle ich Ihnen den dazu nötigen Respekt, Ihren Raum…

Und Du, obwohl wir uns erst kennen gelernt haben, oder es anscheinend uns nichts verbindet, was Nähe zulässt, bist mir vertraut ohne Ende und ich fühle mich bei Dir zu Hause und in der Gesellschaft eines Freundes.

Und selbst wenn einige die Sprache zum politischen Machtinstrument des Teilens und Herrschens, oder zur gesellschaftlichen Umgangsform des Lügens, des Verbergens und der Grenzüberschreitung abwerten…

bleibt trotzdem des Menschen Wort dessen BUND, denn seine Aus-sprache ist jeder. Höflich, Sie. Ehrlich achtungsvoll.
Vertraut, Du. Intim und sehr vertraut.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

WATER BORN SPECIES

 

Nestle CEO: Water is not a human right, should be privatized.
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Because I thirst
For Love and Trust
When we meet I know
That your heart will quench
My thirst to quench your thirst
First –

For it is human
And it is right
To quench with Light
The thirst for Light
And we feel it like Water
Rejuvenating, refreshing
Flowing through us and
Keeping us alive –

Life startd in water
Millions of millions of years ago –
How many remember that?
We are all mermaids and mermen,
For we came out of the seas…

Mother Earth is our second mother
The first was the Ocean – Mother Water.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije