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VARIETY

~ Che

I don’t make Afro-pop
Or naija-hiphop
Everything I do is
Alternative

Oil is not the only source
Of Revenue.
Nigeria, diversify
Tap your other talents

Build planes
Phones triggered by thought
Find a unique solution
To the problem of soil Erosion

Restless creativity
Is the mirror altar of the Higher God
Don’t run from yourself
Be a native of your Inner voice

Celebrate the different bird
Celebrate the alternative curious thought
Celebrate the bold Spirit of adventure
Make the celebration of diversity your art and culture
in perception, in Expression, in creation.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

REMEMBER

~ Che

Sunday
My body has returned from Worship
My spirit not yet

The sounds around me are like a dream
Far away
Where sunrise is sunset

The home around me is
A faint reflection of another Home
I often forget.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

SUCCESSION

~ Che

It‘s a Saturday morning
My spirit wants to fly
My soul wants healing
My mind looks back and forth

My body is self-rejuvenating
I want this moment to last longer
My children want to watch TV
I‘ve told them to give me 20 more minutes

Five minutes later,
My daughter pokes her head
Through the living room door and asks
„Are twenty minutes over yet?“

I look up from the book I’m reading
And see the book of life staring at me
„No,“ I say, „Not yet.“
Five minutes later her brother comes in

And asks me the same question.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije

MATURE MUSIC

~ Che

Sorrow made you Dance
Laughter too
Worry made your heart beat
So did Love
Even Anger, even Hatred, and Fear
Made you move, you danced along
To Surprise, Curiousity, Longing for more
The Loneliness Shuffle, Regret backslides
Even Forgiveness has an ironic Twist to it
Because who really forgets?

Life the musician is not superficial
Live Music not artificial
Life makes Mature Music for
Old and Young maturing Spirits.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije

TREE LIFE

~ Che

The trees speak to me
And tell me their Story

Some are planted first
For their growth will be long
And their fruits will come last
To feed the weakening strong
Who have made it to the end

Some flower early
To awaken in the young
The thirst for song, and in
The old the memory of beauty
As a birth gift for the Beyond

Some will be the fruit-bearers
In the middle of time
So that along the journey
Nature will take care of every
Wanderer, every Wonderer, every Seeker

The human life is spread out
Into stages and phases and types of natures
In every one you will find a helper
A teacher and a friend
This is love

Every Tree too has a Helper
Invisible to you and me
But this is love –
God leaves no one to struggle
Without giving him or her – or it – a helper too

For those whose leaves never drop
For those whose leaves drop and grow again
For those who stand straight
For those who bend in the wind
For those who grow unannounced, lonesome and rare
For those who meet me everywhere
I say Thank You.

The trees speak to me
And tell me their Story:
Now that you’ve tasted of the tree
Of the knowledge of good and evil
It is time for you to taste the fruit
Of the tree of life.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije

AN EARLY RECOGNITION ON RESISTANCE

~ Che

When I was a little boy – 6 or 7 – I watched a film on the Holocaust, in the sitting room with my parents. One question nagged at me then: why did they follow so quietly and obediently to their own deaths? Why did they not resist?

That question has since then detached itself from that film and that story and has followed me everywhere in life to this day, in many forms and contexts. In truth it was not a question – it was a Resolution.

Always resist.

Never give up, unjustly, what belongs to you, and is valuable to you, without a fight. It’s either you win, or you lose with pride.

All that’s left is for you to decide what your valuable possessions are.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije

A NEW WORKING

~ Che

Often, on new year’s day
I said: new life
But today I feel it.

Often I had new year’s resolutions
But this year I feel them
Already I live them
For the first time in my life.

It took all of 43 years to get here
And decades of resolutions.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije

Happy Anniversary

~ Che

Wow. Who would have thought?… it’s 5 years already.
I started this blog with the intention of posting a poem a day for a whole year – and I did that thtoughout 2013.
I wonder if I should do it again in 2018… 🙂

LOVE WITHOUT AMBITION

~ Che

There is still so much to draw from
So much love
It becomes easy if
You don’t pair it with Ambition.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije

HIMMEL!

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Ein Zug klopft in meinem Kopf
Mein Herz schlägt
Stark

Meine Augen öffnen sich kurz
schließen sich wieder
Ich bin allein.

Die Angst lähmt mich
Sorge verwirrt meine Gedanken
Die Hoffnung umarmt mich zart, ich bin inruhig
Wolken, grau, schweben über mir
ich sehe den Himmel nicht mehr.

Hebe den Fuß, Mensch, und schreite fort!
Ich höre die Stimme klar, zwar
doch ich habe Angst.

Wo ist der Himmel?

Stimme wieder, Stimme wieder:
Mußt du wirklich den Himmel sehen
um dich daran zu erinnern, daß er
da ist? Er ist immer da.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.