Who decided that gold is the standard? Why do we think it is so valuable? A shiny metal. Can we eat it? Yet we bombard Humankind with unkind mined metal unable To nourish spirit or body or soul or even mind - But greed needs a rampart for greed is blind And money is the mockery of the honest grind. Silver and gold have brought sorrow untold To the timid and the bold, the young and the old, Warm-blooded and cold-hearted who all departed Without a dust of gold from the path they started Upon, seeking value in materialism’s charms And losing their value in materialism’s arms’ Creeping stranglehold that grins and harms. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
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HEART OF GOLD
There is a part of your world - Inside your heart - It is Gold. Beware of the gold-diggers Beware of the prospectors Remember Ghana or the Incas Protect the gold inside your heart. Che Chidi Chukwumerije
FREUE DICH
Die Freude ist der höchste Schatz der Welt. Der wahren Alchemisten Gold ist die Freude. Nicht jedes x-beliebige Material in Gold umwandeln wollten sie – sondern aus jeder Situation, in jeder Lebenslage, aus jedem Schicksal, und dem Leben selbst die Freude abgewinnen. Leid in Freude umwandeln – das ist Gralzauber.
Wem Du das Leben schön machen willst, schenk oder ermögliche ihm die Freude.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
HEART OF LIGHT
There is gold
In your blood
Blue in you
And best of all
When you say How do you do
You mean it too –
Your gold I want not
Your blueblood I wish I could wash out
For it would only be a burden –
But you make me lighter
Each time I see how the people’s eyes shine brighter
When you enter the room.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
GOLD AND DAWN, SONGS, LONELINESS AND STRENGTHS
Gold glitters, but if all that glitters were gold, the world would be a place of great glitter and much emptiness.
Dawn ever arrives. No matter how dark the night, it will melt away when dawn awakens the travelling sun, and there will be laughter when you hear the voices of children playing in the morning…
Songs are a thing that are born mysteriously, and every moment everywhere hath its own songs too and there is no end to songs and games – and this has often mystified me.
And loneliness is a guest that comes and goes as he pleases, and once you get used to him, he becomes easy to live with and, together, both of you achieve many things which on your own you could not achieve, even if the whole world were to aid you.
There are some masterpieces which only lonely artists can create. There are some wars which only an army of lonely soldiers can win. There is a certain love which only two lonely hearts can share with one another. And loneliness seeks itself in you – but when loneliness goes away from you again, do not follow.
I am not strong. But when I unite with golden dawn and lonely songs, they make me the canvas on which they paint their dreams, and I am strong again. And free.
Gold and dawn, songs, loneliness and strengths.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
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