What are words worth On this lonely earth? Actions seem more honest But they also lie the best. You don’t know what to believe - Even silence too can deceive. Only what you intuitively perceive Will in the end be your reprieve. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
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THE BEST OPPORTUNITIES
Why don’t people take opportunities When they come? Most especially those opportunities That come from The heart and appeal to the sixth sense And, if grasped, lead us back to the essence Of the purpose of being human and fulfilled. A happiness, a love, heartfelt and God-willed. The best opportunities Don’t make us wealthy. The best opportunities Make us happy. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
BELIEVE YOUR HEART
Believe your heart, It does not lie; Let it be your chart and your Why - Why you believe or disbelieve a story; Why in all things you give God the glory; Why you wake up and get up And dress up and show up Morning after morning after morning Like the sun always returning every morning. Why you remember the sun and look up And drink renewal from the Grail Cup. Follow your heart, no matter where it may roam - It is like a magic chart that knows the way home. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
MAKING SENSE
Some things don’t seem to make sense And yet they’re right. You just feel it inside. The intuition accompanies common sense And makes it make sense from another side. Life when seen through the heart’s full lens Will reveal contexts that otherwise hide; To a closed mind they appear like nonsense But one day through facts they’ll be verified. Some things that seemed to be an offence Are an offence only to the rigidified; Some that seemed real become pretence When eventually exposed by time and tide. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
THE SADNESS OF KNOWING
“The Sadness of Knowing”
from my album “First Nature” (2016)
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– Che Chidi Chukwumerije
AI CANNOT SATISFY
AI Cannot satisfy The longing for reality The thirst for humanity It can only replicate duplicate Reiterate concentrate elucidate Our past in all its profusion The sum of all our confusion Neatly packaged in a way That appeals to our Today But it will not give us anything new. The future is still the spirit’s purview. If we want the new then we must Do what we have in the past Always done to grow: Let go of the past. Raising the intuition above the intellect We much reach deep within our depths And pull the new out from ourselves Because there is a magic that flows from Above Into our Intuition, our secret treasure trove. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
IF YOU LISTEN
You know? If you listen to a Person talk You will see the person’s mind walk A thousand miles with each word Mountains they climb, rivers they ford A world will open up like a magic book The more you see the less you look The flowers blossom into new thoughts Don’t think too hard, just connect the dots You know? Just flow. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
TRUTH IS FOR THE BLIND
Only the blind can speak the truth Caring not where it lands Seeing not where it opens wounds Even in one’s Beloved’s own hands Only the blind can follow the truth Minding not where it leads Seeing not that an abyss sometimes looms For people, like themself, of honest deeds Only the blind can bear the truth Unbothered by its origin Seeing not the size of the mountain it moves Or the people and things it’s crushing Only the blind can see the truth No matter how bright and blinding its light For the truth-loving heart is forever full Of bold and unfailing insight. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
DON’T LOSE YOURSELF IN THE CROWD
Never join the crowd Let your silence be loud - Never yield to the crowd Let your humility be proud - The opinion of the crowd Is a blindfold, a shroud - We’re all parts of a crowd, But each with a spirit endowed. Don’t lose yourself in the crowd Because when you were allowed To come into being, you vowed To become an individual, unbowed. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
WIR BEGEGNEN UNS
Wir begegnen uns Zwischen den Zeilen von Chatgruppen Überspringen mit jedem Smiley Eine Fülle von Sätzen, die Den Punkt nicht treffen - Worte wollen gehört werden Nicht nur gelesen Gesichter wollen gesehen werden Nicht nur als Smiley vorgetäuscht Menschen wollen getroffen werden Äußerlich - und innerlich. Trennt uns Farbe oder vereint uns Menschentum? Spaltet uns Kultur oder einigt uns Gesellschaft? Geschlecht, Kastengeist, Wohlstand, Behinderung, Orientierung, Bildung, Glaube. Was glaubst Du? Trennen uns Tausend Unterschiede oder verbindet uns Eine gemeinsame Innere Stimme, die Weder mit Ton noch mit Händen spricht Und dennoch immer laut ist, Immer da ist? Zwischen uns. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Im Jahrzehnt der Deutschen Dichtung
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