THE GRACE

Though disgraced
I will not lose my face
I will raise it
that the sun
may shine on me.

Every fibre of my being
Every corner of my soul
Every song of my spirit
Will become new –
for the flames of the sun
have killed me.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije

THE VOICELESS DARK

Don’t allow them to reduce you
To the picture they have of you
In the picture they have of themselves

Be proud of who you are
What you are, how you are
It is what the world needs

Stay. In your element, stay.
Be proud of who you are
But define it for yourself by yourself

Don’t be the canvas on whose back
They paint and admire themselves
And cover you up in the voiceless dark.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.