Most of us are weak Strong only in theory - To reach the mountain-peak Is easy in a paper story - Never underestimate One week It’s still Seven Days of weary Struggle through prospects bleak To attain the crown of glory. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
real life
WALKING THE TALK
I’m alive
When I was dead
The words flowed
Knocking knocking in the coffin
Now I’m alive
They hold their peace
I don’t write my fantasies anymore
I live them now
When I start writing again
Pity me. Mourn, mourn for me.
– CHE CHIDI CHUKWUMERIJE
Che Chidi Chukwumerije 