mothers

SONS OF MOTHERS

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Set the trap
In the taste
In the tastes.

They’ll eat out of your hand
And see you
And seek you
In everything, in every woman, in every land.

Make them enemies of their father
They’ll see him
They’ll fight him
They’ll hate him in every man
Even in themselves.

Crown their hearts
With their father’s good image
They’ll revere him, uphold him, replicate him
In themselves, their sons too, their world, the world.

Power is subtle
When subtly broken
Or subtly woken.

– CHE CHIDI CHUKWUMERIJE.

KNIGHT’S TRAP

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I fell into the knight’s trap
Of trying to protect my mother
From my father

Nay
Of seeing things from her point of view
And refusing to look at them from his
Forgetting that he and I are the same –

A feathered castle is the strongest prison –

When I became a man too
Then I knew
That wittingly or unwittingly
She had simply divided father and son
For decades of lifetimes
And
Brought me together with my father
In my heart
Today.

A knight should free the maiden –
But then
Thereafter
He should remember
To free himself too
From the maiden
And ride back home
To his own castle.

Never stay.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

 

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THE DRUMS OF WAR ARE SOUNDING

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The drums of war are sounding
The dead are readying to dance a dirge
Upon the graves of the living

Quarrelling woman to Solomon has spoken
If I won’t have world peace my way
Then tear the child to pieces

Those who crave world dominion
Are set to fight to the end to end
The culture of mixed opinions

The world grows dark with worry
And mothers clutch their babes to their breasts
And lovers fear what tomorrow will bring.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.