When I’m down You give me strength Atheists say You don’t exist But You lift me up when I’m depressed And calm me down and give me rest How can I express my gratitude? Nothing I am or give or do Can come close to repaying You For being so faithfully kind and merciful Your Kindness is my sole inspiration Your goodness os deserving of imitation Your fidelity to rightness is a lesson In integrity, severity mixed with compassion People seek You in prayers and dogmas In churches, mosques, temples and likewise I seek You in Kindness and in Goodness In Bravery, in Purity, in Humility, always. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
Creator
IMAGINATION
They were not decorations on our wall
We were shadows on theirs
Flickering like candle thoughts
Gathering, falling and dispersing
Like broods of clouds
When we stand across the divide
Looking at each other, it’s hard to tell
Who is real
And who is the figment of whose imagination.
Writer, did you write your book
Or did your book write you?
Artist, did you paint that look
In the eye of the portrait watching you
Or are you just a thought in its mind?
If you look, sometimes you will find
That the musician is the instrument
And the song is the conductor of his movement.
And when an architect erects a building
He is only doing so to house therein his restless feelings.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije 