Of Liberation

THE PRICE OF FREEDOM IS RESISTANCE

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No master gon’ willingly let a slave go
No oppressor gon’ willingly let the oppressed rise to his level
If you wan’ freedom, you gon’ take a blow!

The loss of property and means
The loss of power
The loss of status
Yea, the loss of status
Hurts like hell.

When you rise, it means that
Someone else is no longer higher
Than you and has to stomach that –
Remember that.

You gon’ pay a heavy price
Because everyone around you
Knows the value
Of self—elevation, knowledge and freedom

They will make you pay for it
If you’re really worth it.

The price of your freedom is their resistance.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

FAKE DOORS

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If you’re a wall
Don’t pretend to be a door
Or promise me a window
Stand tall to your word
So I can lean on you

When I’m feeling trapped
Gasping for air, seeking light
Don’t let me come running to you
Thinking you will open

I will hate you forever
But, more than that,
My trust will grow wings and fly away.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

THE GRACE

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Though disgraced
I will not lose face
I will raise it
that the sun
may shine on me.

Every fibre of my being
Every corner of my soul
Every song of my spirit
Will become new –
for the flames of the sun

Have killed me.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

PRIDE AND PAIN

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That Mountain yes
It is high, hard, rugged, dogged
And casts a long shadow

It will not stop you
From arriving the other side
Of your pride, when love touches you –

You say it, I’m sorry
It hurts but not for long
Pain heals. I’m sorry…

Those tears are more powerful
Than a waterfall, every barrier will break
In their wake, they will wash the air
Clean, like nature’s storm –

I’m sorry is a power that is a winner.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

WINNING HEART

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Success is attractive. Only success.
Yet she found you attractive
For you alone were successful
At conquering her hardened heart

There are many walking wounds on earth
Many crusted souls aching for life
Think not that you are nothing
Simply because you never made it to that school
That job, that position, that wealth, that status…
It is also success to heal a human heart.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

INSTINCT

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You have to go deep
To decipher the truth within
Deep enough to be unable
To come out again. Catch 22.

Then you will ask yourself
What use is the knowledge
If you cannot use it
To free yourself from the truth.

But humanity kicks in
The instinct for self-preservation
Some call it the third eye
The inner voice, the sixth sense.

Reason says go left
Yet your feet turn right
There is an inner road
That leads through the night.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

SONG IN THE FACE OF HATERS

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Holding on to peace dream
While staring down
The barrel of a gun!

Staring down the gun!

The gun is trembling with fear
How many bullets are needed
To shoot down peace?

The gun bucks!
The clock stops!
Peace is my song.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

SUNRISE AT WORLD’S END

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Wait, morning wind
Wait for my awakening
For I bring a sun

Today shall be another day
Of the same old depressing news
Of hatred, xenophobia, corruption and wars

If I didn’t have this sunlight
Rising daily in my soul
I would think the world were ending

Now my sun is risen
Now rise too, my morning wind
For the old world is ending.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

SILENCE WILL ROLL INTO SILENCE

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Silence will roll into silence
When your heart, for miles,
Lonely, clothed in the essence
Of sorrow shed in every sense
But one…,
Arises before your countenance
And, despite sorrow, smiles –
Fresh Food for your sustenance,
Fresh impetus for the long distance
You run…

Do you hear the rolling silence?
If you listen and listen hard
To Silence, the deeper bard;
Just listen, listen in hard…
Do you hear the rolling silence?

Silence will roll into silence
When the pain in you
Has crossed the line into convalescence
And the Horizon’s in view.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

TURN AROUND

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The past became a picture
Picture imperfect
Stop looking at it
Walk away…

The answers lie ahead, not behind
Happiness comes forward, not back
You walk into freedom when you turn
Around and walk away

Stop looking at it
It does not exist anymore…
Walk away.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.