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
Who will it be
After me?
Who will it be
Baby?
Who could make it
Like it was?
Who could take it
And leave no flaws?
Never forget me
Little tease
Never forget me
Please.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
I heard a soft cry in the night
And knew not where it came from
Through the open window
It floated in on a warm summer’s night
Just one cry, soft and intense
And short it shuddered the night
Like a single pulse of night’s heartbeat
Swallowed up in echoless suspense
I knew not if it was a cry of pain
A cry for help, of fear or of liberty
Or if it was a cry of crowned ecstasy
Of one in pleasure and passion lain
It spoke of terror and sang of delight
A mystery that revealed neither where nor why
All I knew was that it was the soft cry
Of some woman’s voice in the night.
– CHE CHIDI CHUKWUMERIJE.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije 