THE JOURNEY OF YOUR “I”

The miracle of life transcends the earth.
The adventures of the “I”
Survive many an earthly death and rebirth
And a “Beyond” not in the Sky
But right here beside you
And much too often beneath you.
Your Journey is shaping the Real you.

This is really the purpose of it all -
Not the Earthly but the Spiritual,
the true inner personality,
you the actual person, you, you, you!
Eternity requires integrity,
and self-conquest is our path thereto
in the struggle with the Material.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

FULFILMENT: THE CYCLE OF OPTIONS

What you can’t do, say.
What you can’t say, write.

What you can’t write, say.
What you can’t say, do.

What you can’t do, make.
Or make happen. Or just say.

What you can’t say, write.
What you can’t write,…

JUST FIND A WAY.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

INNER SPIRIT

It‘s not the outer age,
It‘s the inner Spirit and Sage
That determines superiority.

It’s neither youth nor ignorance
But lack of humility
That determines inferiority.

We are not of sand and dust
We are spirit and immortal ghost
Marching towards eternity.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

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

DON’T WASTE TIME

I don‘t waste time.
There is no wasted second
Or minute or hour in my day.

A day with me
Is a month with many others
Every moment counts everyday.

Every thought, word,
Every action, emotion, every intuition
Everything has a role to play

Everybody I meet
Has something to return to me
Or is someone I must rightly repay.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

GIVING TIME AND SPACE

When someone asks for time and space
Give it to them
They are not necessarily running away from you
They might really just need time and space
To come to terms with the fact of you.

And if they are running away from you
Then there’s no need to want them close to you.
It’s not an insult or an attack
It’s just a chance to find true happiness for both of you
Each in their own way, own time and own space.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

WATERBORNE

There are many stories in the water
But not all will flow away
Some will sink down to the bottom
With all the things they have to say

Buried in the depths of a culture
That runs like a river from yesterday
Stories of survival of slavery and torture
And chains and whips and treachery

While you swim and while you sail
While you drink and wash your tears away
Bitten by sharks, swallowed by whales
Black took an L, but is still in play

Secrets survive millennia in the water
Powers of civilisation do not decay
Many are still lying at the bottom
Burning to build new glories another day.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

HUNGRY FOR HUMAN LOVE

The world is a buffet
All you can meet
Humanity at the venue
All you can greet
Kindness on the menu
All you can treat
Love and pain the entree
All you can eat.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

THE LONG FALL

The thing which if kissed
will bring you the wildest happiness
Is the thing which if missed
will bring you the deepest sadness

The higher you did fly
The longer you will fall down
Until you hit the ground
And instantaneously die.

It is not the final impact that hurts
but the long excruciatingly long fall
unable to reverse or arrest or accelerate
the moment that will end it all.

A time of remembering
A time of regretting
A time of wishful extrapolating
And never forgetting.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river