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JUST ONCE

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There are things that other people can do a hundred times and get away with it. But if you do it just once, you will get caught or it will stay with you for the rest of your life. If another person doesn’t catch you, your conscience catches you and makes you pay for it from that moment until the day you die. To stop it you’ll have to kill your conscience, in which case you die a deeper death. So, in order to live, you have to live with it. You have no choice but to bear it and mature through it. Just for something you did just once.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Undulating Plains

LIGHT TRAVEL

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Travel light
For the road has all you need
But pack right -
The important things - and Godspeed.
Have a good flight.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

THE GAMES WE PLAY

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These games that we play, and think it’s just fun, they can really damage people. And by the time we start to suspect the damage we have done and start to pull back, it’s already too late and the victims are left reeling and wounded for the rest of their lives or for a very long time afterwards. These games of hearts, of love and sex, and of adventures, of selfish desires and of fun.

Sometimes we think we’re just expressing ourselves, or just seeking the meaning of life, or just getting out of life everything that it has to offer, or just doing what “everybody else” does, or just living life to the full, or just making sure we don’t die one day with regrets in our hearts of the things we left undone, or simply assuaging our own personal propensities, or even getting back at someone, or maybe trying to experience for ourselves how something feels, or just having some harmless fun.

I used to think that the things I would one day regret the most are the things I left undone, the opportunities I missed because I did not try to get them. But now I realise that the pain and regret that comes from doing certain things is even worse, and is real, and stays with you. You can’t run away from them because it is real and something you actually did. And all the apologies in the world has not made them go away. The only consolation, if any, is that your heart has learned a deep lesson that should, hopefully, make you a better person for the rest of this life and also in your subsequent reincarnations on Earth. Hearts hurt for a very long time.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Undulating Plains

WENDEPUNKT SCHMERZ

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Wenn die Brise steif wird
Wenn der Riese reif wird
Wenn das Ende kalt wird
Wenn die Wende alt wird
Wenn das Herz zart wird
Wenn der Schmerz hart wird
Wende ich mich ab von Dir.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Im Jahrzehnt der deutschen Dichtung

FAKE

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Dull ache

Mistake

Deep fake

Heartbreak.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

MENSCHEN WIE MUSIK

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Die Musik ist schön
wenn sie wenig macht
kaum zu hören
weder tanzt noch lacht
und sehr persönlich ist.

Und so sind die Menschen auch
die man wirklich braucht,
die in Dich hineingehen
und Dich innig verstehen
so wie Du bist.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Im Jahrzehnt der deutschen Dichtung

ON MY MIND

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People are illusions
in our mind
Emotional intrusions
Never mind
Out of sight
is not out of mind
Day and night
You’re on my mind.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

ABSCHIED VON UNSCHULD

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Man sagt, das Jahr nimmt Abschied,
man hört es in jedem Weihnachtslied,
atmet es im wehmütigen Duft ein
und sieht es im Kerzenlichtlein.

Man ahnt, es ist nicht nur das Jahr, das geht;
es geht auch die Unschuld, die nur Gutes versteht;
es geht und vergeht kindliches Vertrauen an Liebe,
und durchblickende Härte ist alles, was verbliebe.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Im Jahrzehnt der deutschen Dichtung

ASSUMPTION IS THE FILTER OF CONSCIOUSNESS

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Realising you’ve been deceived
Is very hard to believe
Because it looked so real
How it made you feel
But that is the first rule of deception
It must never look like deception
When you look at a wolf clothed as a sheep
You don’t see a wolf clothed as a sheep
You see a sheep. Everything around you
Could be a cover created to confound you.
Our wishes, insecurities, vanities, memories,
Propensities - they all block our senses.
Assumption is the filter of consciousness.
Worse, presumption. Everything is a dress,
And who or what is wearing each dress
You will learn by experience as you progress.
But as you become more knowledgeable
You ironically also become more gullible.
You are stunned, as you learn and grow,
To realise there’s still so much you don’t know.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

ROTWEIN

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Du schmeckst wie Rotwein
herb und zugleich grob und fein
dunkel glühend im Kerzenschein
Ohne Dich fühle ich mich so allein.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Im Jahrzehnt der deutschen Dichtung