The most powerful thing you can give people is confidence. Self-confidence. But some people, once they have it they turn around and use it against you, who awakened it in them.
Next time, you feel like leaving people wallowing in their pitiful inferiority complex.
But a part of you still goes ahead and keeps on strengthening people who need it everywhere you meet them. What they later do with this strength and self-confidence is their business.
You have done yours.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije
When a flower is touched by the rays of the morning sun, it opens up, touched by love; and one says that the opening was done in love because it was opened in the daytime, by the light.
But when a flower opens up in the night, it too might have been opened up by the light, the soft moonlight or the warm embrace of a gentle night wherein lives quietly love too. For some flowers love the day and some flowers bloom at night.
But a brutal Hand, a treacherous laugh, a cruel hungry storm, will not wait for day or night; it will prise open its stolen prize, and pride will pay a heavy Price, for it will be broken. So, let it be love, dear. Because nature wants to take her course, not give her curse.
At the right time
In the right way
In all simplicity and naturalness
Gentleness and in trust
My dear Child, let it be Love.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
Is it those that smile at you
Or those that frown at you?
Is it those with the same blood
flowing through their veins
Or those with the same thoughts
springing from their hearts?
Is it those who want nothing from you
even when they’re there
Or those who always want something from you
even when they’re not there?
Is it really a bound tree
With invisible tangled-up roots?
Or is it an open sea
Rolling freely in all directions?
Does the departed soul really stop and turn back
Or does it hurry away into another life?
Are all those who call themselves family
There to bind or to free each other?
Is protection sometimes limitation?
Is liberation sometimes abandonment?
Is a kiss sometimes an embracing of betrayal?
Is severity sometimes an anchorage of love?
Only the sincere should read your inner book.
Only the sincere should read your inner book.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
That moment
When the bitterness
Isn’t bitter enough to sour
Your forgiveness smile
And yet sad is the smile.
How friends fall away like unmasked leaves
Unable to bear the weight of trust
In all its lightness
Treachery by politeness.
– CHE CHIDI CHUKWUMERIJE.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije 