THE WAY OF GOODNESS

The fact that a thing goes the way it goes
Doesn’t mean it was meant to go that way
But in the end, however way it goes,
If you follow goodness, it will go your way.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

WRONG IS SOMETIMES RIGHT

The right one will come
When your education is done.
Until then every wrong one
Is the right one so you can become
The right one
When your transformation
Is done.

Wrong is sometimes right
Because it’s what you need right now
Some people’s day is the night
That’s when they can work and plough
Blindness strengthens inner sight
You intuit your way through things somehow
And a bark is just as useful as a bite.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

THE BOUNDARY OF SELF

It‘s Hard to escape the gravity of the Earth
It’s Hard to outgrow the culture of your birth
It’s Hard for the tide to exceed its continental shelf
It’s Hard to see beyond the boundary of yourself.

The more you see, the more you see you
The farther you go, the farther YOU go
The more you do, the more you do you
You reap You because that’s what you sow

It’s Impossible to get from a thing more than it’s worth
It’s Impossible to go further north than the north
It’s Impossible for the earthly eye to see an Elf
It’s Impossible to grasp beyond the boundary of yourself

The more you overcome you the more you become you
Until in the end you are all you know
The more you wander, the more you understand you
Because in the end you are all you really can ever know.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

OPPORTUNITY

Good Morning Opportunity,
In what ever form or person you cross my path today
May I have the strength and clarity
To recognise, appreciate, take, keep and use you, I pray.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

AT THE BEGINNING

Pay attention to the beginning
In the beginning
Because the beginning
Is the beginning of the ending.

Every seed planted in the beginning
Will become a fruit or a flower or weed
And, before the end, manifest as a deed.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

READY OR NOT

By the time you’re ready for me
I’ll be ready for me too
I’ll no longer need you to
Complete me and hold steady for me.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

CHALLENGE OF THE PRESENT

When they were living
It was for them not the past;
Now that we are living
It is for us also not the past.

It is always the present -
And it always feels the same;
For some it feels like the end,
For others like the start, of the game.

The future will one day look back
And call our present their past -
But their present too will hold them back
With the same challenges of the past.

It always demands bravery
Without the benefit of hindsight;
To act without knowing if posterity
Will prove you wrong or right.

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

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

HELP RHYME

Help comes in its own time
And in its own way
Often it prefers an irregular rhyme
Your tomorrow is its today
You hear the echo and miss the chime
How loudly did you pray?
Treasure the sour bitterness of lime
It is sweetness in delay.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river