TIME IS TOO LONG SOMETIMES

You have to wait a little while to really
Get to know people’s character truly
If you let them unfold themselves freely
Around you they will unravel duly -
Yes, they will start with a façade first ideally
But the heart, the heart, the heart is unruly
It will break rank and show itself verily
Eventually, for patience grinds masks cruelly
To submission. Truth emerges voluntarily.
Not every friend is a friend
Not every enemy is an enemy
But sometimes you have to wait till the end
To recognise each person clearly.
Unfortunately by then it might be too late
To correct what happened at the gate.
You let the wrong person in
And kept the wrong person out -
O voice within, o voice within, o voice within,
Help me to accurately check people out.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

BEWARE OF ECHO CHAMBERS

Beware of echo chambers.
People who speak your thoughts
Will soothe your loneliness
But won’t show you your blind spots.

Listen also to those people
Who see you completely differently
From how you see yourself.
Completion seems sometimes unfriendly.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

GO YOUR WAY

Don‘t take everything
That comes your way
For the way has everything

The way will make you lose your way
If you believe everything
And take everything
That the way brings your way

Learn to look away
From the way
When the way
Is not going your way

Know the way
And know your way
And know the difference.

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

WAY BACK HOME

Don‘t mourn me when I die
Wave me goodbye
I will be going home

If I miss my way home
Then I will come
Back again to retry.

So don’t mourn me when I die
I did not come to stay
I came here to find my way

Back Home.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

NATIVE TO YOU

God’s World is not foreign
It is indigenous
After you’ve finished touring
You return to us

God’s Law is not complex
It is very simple
Needs no super intelligence
To do the needful

God’s Love is not exotic
It is native
Homeliness is romantic
Non-invasive

You are not an alien
In God’s eyes
Be at peace with yourself
And you will rise.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

CHOOSE WISELY

Don‘t waste your time with time-wasters
Who pull you in, retain and detain you:
Enjoy your wine instead with wine-tasters,
Those who want, understand and value you.

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

IT TAKES A NEIGHBOURHOOD

I like them both
The two sides of Black
The one that is woke
And the one that looks back

I like both of them
The two sides of Black
The one full of flame
And the one that’s laid back

I like the Black that plays
I like the Black that fights
I like the Black that prays
I like the Black that delights

I like the Black that segregates
I like the Black that integrates
I like the Black that separates
I like the Black that tolerates

It’s all Black and it’s all good
It takes a village and a neighbourhood.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

SELF-MADE

At the end I‘ll be happy with myself
For healing myself by denying myself.
This is the mystery of the Self
That liberates itself by controlling itself
And binds itself by indulging itself,
Because whatever becomes of yourself
You did it to yourself.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river