Those who prepare See the future Preparation is clairvoyance Imagination is sight That’s why we call it vision Damn right Avoidance of annoyance How far into the future do you see? The next weekend? The next holiday? The next dopamine high? Pleasure alley. The next relationship? The next play? The next argument? The next promotion? The next opportunity? The time’s ever rife. The next idea? Expansion of vision. Old age? The next life? Eternity? How far into the future do you see? What are you preparing for? Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
vision
SEX IS SECONDARY
Sex is secondary Mission is primary It is not who shares your bed but who shares your path you should wed Or you’ll suffer the aftermath. Che Chidi Chukwumerije
IN MIR
Eine Nation groß wie ein Traum wohnt vergessen in mir, Wurzel ohne Baum und voller Passion. Mein Herz Dein Raum, Du Ich ohne Wir. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Im Jahrzehnt der Deutschen Dichtung
HERZ DER NATION
Lange speiste die Nation
An dem Blut ihrer Kinder
Um Fleisch zu werden
Und reich an Plunder
Doch nun sind ihre Kinder
Groß gewachsene Vegetarier
Im Herzen widerstandsfähiger
Geworden gegen Vampire
Blut sättigt nicht mehr
Gedanken müssen her
Aus Lichtempfindung geboren
Weitsichtig, menschlich, hehr
Schwer dürstet die Nation
Nach den Gedanken ihrer Kinder
Alle einbeziehend und inspirierend
Gemeinsam zum nächsten Wunder.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije
2019: Das Jahr der deutschen Dichtung
DAWN
I chanced to look near dawn
Out of my sorrow
And indigo was the wall
Outside my window
Surprised, I looked away
From night, my widow
Then stole another glance again
At my tomorrow
Tomorrow was in mute concert
Briefly I am my cello
Confused at my own melody
My poem, my strange bedfellow
But night is sheared now finally
Soft day echoes my hello
And as I rise, my waking thought
Sinks away into my pillow.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
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