Mirror mirror on the wall - Who‘s the fairest of them all? Mirror mirror, as they fall - Who’s the dearest of them all? Mirror mirror, hear them call - Who’s the nearest of them all? Mirror mirror, it is dull - Who’s the clearest of them all? The eyes are the window of the soul And the mirror of the world within - Mirror my soul, picture me whole, Let me come in and let love begin. Mirror mirror on the wall, Who’s the surest of them all? Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
of Subtle Strokes
AGAIN AND AGAIN
The Heart does not forget overnight Sometimes it needs more than one lifetime To forget the way back to the Light And the echo of the last Grail Bell’s chime Again and again it reads the Message Again and again it feels the pull of the Call But the gains and pains of the Modern Age Make it time and again slowly forget it All. A sad day it is time and time again When a soul rises again from its deathbed, And all it’s relatives’ tears and pain Will be nothing compared to its own regret. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
PEOPLE SAY ALL SORTS
When people insist I love you more Put them to the test They won’t love you anymore When people claim I don’t love you anymore Treat them the same They’ll love you once more Don’t base everything On just what people say People will say anything Just to get through another day Everybody wants happiness But not everyone really knows How to get that happiness - We’re all searching and it shows. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
HUSH
The red rush Autumn is on the thrush Mush mush And a flush of lush You are more than a crush - Hush. I can’t brush you aside. I lied. Che Chidi Chukwumerije. Poems from the inner river
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
IF YOU LISTEN
You know? If you listen to a Person talk You will see the person’s mind walk A thousand miles with each word Mountains they climb, rivers they ford A world will open up like a magic book The more you see the less you look The flowers blossom into new thoughts Don’t think too hard, just connect the dots You know? Just flow. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
THE THINGS YOU SAID
You cannot grow back a flower that’s dead You cannot stick back leaves already shed My mind has heard, my heart has bled You cannot take back the things you said. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
YOU ARE THE ONE I‘M THINKING OF
The light goes on and off like a shivering bulb in a cold room Your heart is not enough to beat back the nocturnal bloom Dawn, the dusk is tough the mother of both glow and gloom Lover, your mouth is rough when you kiss at night you don’t know whom Shadows long call your bluff but your birdsong cries out mushroom I’m you’re d’healer I’ve got the good stuff sweeping you off your feet like your bride broom Yes, you are the one I’m thinking of When the new moon starts to wax and loom. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
THE OTHER WAY
Obstacles open the way. The other way.
When they come your way
They have not come to block your way,
But to force you to look the other way
And see another, better, righter, deeper way
And learn to see a way where there is no way.
They have come to show you the way.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije
BOYS TO MEN
The older I get,
The more I miss my father.
The more knowing I grow,
The more I miss him.
The more I know him.
The more I understand him.
We live life forwards,
But understand life backwards.
When it‘s too late to change anything,
That’s when we understand everything.
The young shall grow.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije
(I just feel like remembering today)
Che Chidi Chukwumerije 