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

OUR MINDS

Boarding another person’s
Train of thoughts…
What a ride.
Places and passengers of all sorts -
It’s hard to know
At which station to jump off
Before you go mad
Without missing all the good stuff.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije

Poems from the inner river

SMALL IS BIG

Did you ever notice?
When we become small, smallness
becomes big to us.
Both in rightness and in wrongness.

Those who have reduced
themselves in bondage to materialism
become totally convinced
that matter is the boundary of realism.

But those who have humbled
themselves to serve the small inner voice
are content to be invisible
in fulfilling that in which their spirits rejoice

If you love flowers, flowers are big to you
If you crave power, power is big to you
If you are petty, pettiness is big to you
If you are virtuous, the virtues are big to you.

And someone doing a very small thing
will sometimes look big to you
While someone doing a very big thing
will sometimes look small to you.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije

Poems from the inner river

POINTS OF VIEW

You just assume it’s true
Because it’s native to you
You just assume it‘s true
That my blue is your blue

But my blue is really very red
rises like blood rose to my head
While your blue is green instead
the leafy verdure of a flower bed

Neither your blue nor mine
Is truly blue or azure or divine
The blues we see are but in line
With our maturity, depth or shine

Yet you simply assume it’s true
Because yours is native to you
You assume that I’m seeing blue
Just because it looks blue to you.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije

Poems from the inner river

SUPERIORITY COMPLEX

Superiority complex
Is inferiority complex
Think about it

Someone constantly trying to outdo you
Means they feel constantly outdone by you
Attempted demonstration of superiority

Over you
Is an indication of feelings of inferiority
Towards you.

When it happens on an individual level
It is a curse
But when it happens on a group level
It is even worse

It is a revelation of the collation
of emptiness and of pettiness
in the norm of human form.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije

Poems from the inner river