Sun-burnished
The sea slit
The morning lit up
Furnished my wit
The varnished mirror beneath me crawls
And over-yonder my sun it calls
Back tarnished memory bit by bit.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
returning
IT WAS IMPORTANT
When the cloud waved goodbye
To the sky, turned to rain
And fled to earth, it said to sky
I’m not going back
I’m moving on
When I left you, changed
And came back into myself
It was important for me to let you know
I was not going back
I was moving forward.
The old is not old
When seen with new eyes.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije 