When the wound heals outside
Without healing inside
Baby you are beautiful inside and outside
Your smile is open wide
But your heart, the one that cried
But your heart, the one that lied
But your heart, the one that died
Is closed up on the inside
And will continue to pretend and to hide…
Your laughter is it pain or is it pride?
Lonely bride
You are a lonely bride.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river