Kwame, you would have turned 47 today, but that dream died a long time ago. You didn‘t even quite make it out of teenage.
But, brother, your few poems have long made it unto the pages of our hearts for all eternity, like footsteps on the sands of time.
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Footsteps On The Sands Of Time: (Poems)
– by Kwame Ekwueme Chukwumerije
I remember you
Almost everyday.
Do thoughts forget
Their creators? Heart
And common sense agree
In me that they never could.
I remember you daily.
Our childhood and youth
Made my heart what
It is today. And though
You’re gone who knows
Where in the Beyond,
Still my memories of you,
Brother, know no boundaries.
How many times did
We watch Joe Panther?
Little did we know that
We were watching our future.
For, like Tiger died and left Joe,
One of us would go
And the other would lonely stay.
And I remember how quietly
We sat, together, trying
To hold back and conceal
Our tears that first time
We watched La Bamba –
As if already then we knew
How it would one day feel.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
I saw a departed soul
There
On the other side of the river
Yet there is no bridge
Across the river
So how did he get there?
How did he cross to the other
Side of the river
River, river, flowing home
Bathed in the mild glows of
The fields across
The river
Stood a soul
And he said, Brother
Goodbye…
River, river, flowing, going home.
– CHE CHIDI CHUKWUMERIJE.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije 