THAT ONE

You can come as close to me as you want
You still cannot get in.
You can go as deep into me as you want
But still deep within
My heart there is a door
And if you’re not the one it’s meant for
You can’t get in.

You can go as far away from me as possible
You still remain inside me
I can push you as far away from me as possible
But still deep inside me
There is one tender space
And you alone live inside this place
That is the home in me.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

I’M FINE

How are you today?

I’m still hurting from yesterday
I don’t know what to say
I’m very sad even when I play
Lord, heal my broken heart, I pray
I’m lost, I can’t find the way… -

I’m fine, thank you
And you?

Thank you
I’m fine too.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT

Hiding in plain sight
If you don’t want people to know you
Let them think they already know you
If you don’t want people to see you
Show them daily the you that is not you
They will be looking at you
But they will not see you

Conversely
You might be lonely
For the like-minded will be blindsided by you
And will not see you to connect with you
And what you do, they won’t know you’ve done
And when you go, they won’t know you’re gone
And when you die, nobody will miss you.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

THE LIVING DEAD

I see dead people
They don’t know they’re dead
Their physical body is still living
And has not yet been shed

They walk and they talk,
They laugh, weep and they smile
They occupy all walks of life
And don’t always seem vile

Their mind silences their heart
Their intellect dulls their intuition
It seems insignificant
But it’s at the root of the human condition

Listen to your inner voice
Don’t leave everything to your head
Or you’ll be walking with the living
And not realise you’re dead.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

JEWELS AND THORNS

Somewhere it‘s day
Somewhere it’s night
Some hearts are sad
Some with joy bright

But even as the world
Continues to spin
The happy turn sour
The sad grow a grin

Sometimes you’re glad
Sometimes you’re down
Jewels and thorns
Adorn the human crown

What makes us human?
The ability to weep
And then laugh again
For our heart is deep.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

GRATITUDE

Gratitude gives joy
Brings joy
Is joy

Find your moment of gratitude today
Try a change of attitude, and pray
Climb unto a higher altitude.

Gratitude is a thing of joy.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

HOW ARE YOU?

How are you?
“I’m fine” is how you feel,
It is not how you are.
So, How ARE you? For real.

Are you kind? Are you truthful?
Are you vain? Are you boastful?
Are you brave? Are you useful?
Are you despondent or hopeful?

What kind of person are you?
Are you dependable in times of danger, or greed?
What character type are you?
Are you a traitor in times of chance and need?

Are you led solely by your intellect?
Or do you listen to your intuition?
HOW are you? Don’t make-pretend.
Your nature is your true condition.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

MORNING YEARNINGS

Good morning, true Morning,
Child of a Blue Night
Spent on an Island of Dawning
By a bright Dream light.

Invisible sun, I feel you coming,
Son of a celestial Height
Full of a gazillion suns roaming
Beyond earthly sight.

I saw you in my dream last night
My heart awakened and took flight
Driven by longing for a land of light
That called me, filled me, with delight

Good morning, new Morning,
Born of gentle Might,
Let the world be gripped by Yearning…
Let there be Light!

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

WORLD OF THOUGHTS

Imagine if there were
an invisible war taking place
In the world of thoughts,
A carnage whose only trace
Is this disharmony on Earth
That evades all correction
Whose roots seem omnipresent
And elude detection.

A parallel world, a prototype,
The way we think, our inner life,
Create the future we must face,
our world of woe and strife.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

TRUTH IS FOR THE BLIND

Only the blind can speak the truth
Caring not where it lands
Seeing not where it opens wounds
Even in one’s Beloved’s own hands

Only the blind can follow the truth
Minding not where it leads
Seeing not that an abyss sometimes looms
For people, like themself, of honest deeds

Only the blind can bear the truth
Unbothered by its origin
Seeing not the size of the mountain it moves
Or the people and things it’s crushing

Only the blind can see the truth
No matter how bright and blinding its light
For the truth-loving heart is forever full
Of bold and unfailing insight.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river