The wooded streets heavy laden with evening tears The dusk is wet with wanting well within her weathered years where everything longing meets maturity already wears with a battered beauty so haunting for the bruises it softly bears. Che Chidi Chukwumerije
English
NO HOLDING BACK
Do your poem
Like you do your woman
Like you do your man
Strong and Tender
Deep and Intense
Lovingly dismember
In the present tense
No holding back
Do your poem
Like you do them
That love you back.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river
WHAT WE REALLY SEE
Nobody ever walks down the street, Everybody always walks through their own world. Nobody ever looks at the world, Everybody always looks at an image in their mind. Nobody lives outside Everybody lives inside Inside their own head, inside their own heart Until you see what a person is looking at In the core of their being You’ll never know what they are seeing When they are looking at you. Che Chidi Chukwumerije
SEEMINGLY A FOOL
You will always seem like a fool If you don’t shout the slogans the others yell. Hidden are the factors that rule The manifestation of events, and only few can tell How the Law of Reciprocal Action As explained by Abd-ru-shin moderates everything - The outcome of every interaction Between us and our Free-Will our destiny must bring. Che Chidi Chukwumerije
WHAT DO YOI REALLY WANT?
Imagine if the only way God could save you
Was by letting you continue to search and to suffer –
Would you still continue to beg Him to save you?
Or would you ask the devil to make you an offer?
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river
NO MATTER
No matter How many times I get used, I still can never get used To getting used. No matter how often Fake people take a liking To me, I never take a liking To their liking. No matter How often I be in love, I will never fall in love While standing in love. Che Chidi Chukwumerije
NO HOME AWAY
I walk through the valley of pain on my own
By the time friends come I’m already gone
I am All the colours between black and brown
Call me Africa or call me Diaspora, a birded song
Fly without perching, there’s no home away from home.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river
HEART OF GOLD
There is a part of your world - Inside your heart - It is Gold. Beware of the gold-diggers Beware of the prospectors Remember Ghana or the Incas Protect the gold inside your heart. Che Chidi Chukwumerije
WHY?
I cannot handle lies like hot mounds of yam on a plate smoking squinted eyes thoughtfully tonguing open the gate of questioning Whys where Truth comes never or too late to hear my heart’s cries. Che Chidi Chukwumerije
I LOVE A LOT
For the sake of love I love a lot For the sake of the love which once I got I love to love and love a lot Without a plan, without a plot Just for the sake of the love which once upon a time I got and never again forgot. Che Chidi Chukwumerije
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