Poems by Membis Okorie Chukwukamma

 
Poems by Membis Okorie Chukwukamma
 
 
MY GHOST
 
He pointed a gun at me
I tried to resolve with him
But he pulled the trigger
And planted bullets in my chest
I fell to the ground
He thought I was dead
But I turned a ghost
Standing beside my wasted body
I smiled in-between tears
For those who will miss my words
And how I create sweet memories
 
He thought I was dead
But I turned a ghost
Reincarnated into seven boys
I became stronger and smarter
At last I was free as I prayed
But with dreams unachieved
 
Shot by a friend under daylight
Felt his betrayal piercing my heart
He envied my success and happiness
Was scared of what I would become
So he planted bullets to my chest
And I fell to the ground
 
He thought I was dead
But I turned a ghost
I followed him in the dark
A thousand nightmares
I killed him a hundred times more
For he took me away from my love
She cried and mother was hospitalized
So I hunted him to the grave
But that was not the end
I returned
Reincarnated into seven boys
 
Lord have mercy for things I did wrong
Tried to change but couldn’t live long
Too many incense I burnt
Clouded in divine smoke I prayed
But my destiny was delayed
Till I died, I was never heard or read
 
From realms I think of great times
With my family and friends
For every creature I was blessed to see
And how Nature nurtured my soul
Yes, I found the light in my dark
And it lead me back to God
I pray he forgive things I did wrong
Tried to change but couldn’t live long
 
My daughter growing in wisdom
Beautiful like a flower beside the stream
Without a father to love and guide
But I spoke from the grave
And told her to be brave
 
I watch everyone who love me
Remember me and cry oceans
I saw people coming from where the world ends
Yes, races were unified at my grave
And it turned into a garden full of roses
 
If I had lived more
I could have done more
For the world and people I love
No sacrifice out of love is enough
But I was shot dead
By a friend I never wished bad
 
My flesh decayed and be and manure
I am learning to live in an immortal world
With fragments of my soul on earth
Times I wish everyone could see me
So I travel with West wind
Stand at my daughter’s window at sunrise
Hide behind the stars at night
 
I was everything one could be
I was happy before my death
With dreams unachieved
But that was not the end.
 
 
 
RITUAL (COMMUNION OF BEINGS)
 
Let my ancestors play the drum
While I do the dancing
For they were here before me
And know every step to the rhythm of life
 
Play on when the sun is bright
Play on when it’s raining
Let the music mix with harmattan wind
And blow the dust of new year into my soul
Uplifting my spirit to the shrines of the old
Where gods did commune with men
 
Left, right, up and down
Let the melody play in harmony
Reuniting me with forces indigenous to me
Deep into the water of my motherland
To the roundabout of my fatherland
 
Let my ancestors play the drum
Oja dike by Dimkpa na-afu ya
Light the woods for moonlight stories
Call on my kinsmen to come gather around
 
The gods are awake tonight
And their presence I can feel as stars blink
Yes, Iru Chukwu, Iru Idemili na Ehiri
They are here to dine with us again
 
Bring yams, get the fattest cock and hen
We are ready to spill the blood
Offer sacrifices of thanksgivings
Get the kola let the eldest bless
Get hot drink; the most priced
Wete nzu na edo
 
Call on Anyanwu
Call on Ani
Spirits in the forest, road and all cardinals
Gather tonight where my ancestors play
 
I was lost in Western wilderness
Wandered my early years away
Searching for God outside myself
Now I am home, this is my root, this is who I am
 
Let my ancestors play the drum
While I do the dancing
For they were here before me
And know every step to the rhythm of life
 
 
 
A LOT HAVE CHANGED ME
 
I have not changed alot, alot have changed me
I have watched people I stood for
Stand up against me
I have sacrificed every piece of me
To be broken into pieces
So when you think of the nice guy I used to be
And the different person I have become
Do not say I have changed alot
For alot have actually changed me
 
Once I turned off my candle to let another’s shine
And was left alone in the dark
Too many to mention
Too many times I have been betrayed
And my efforts taken for granted
So when you think of the nice guy I used to be
And the different person I have become
Do not say I have changed alot
For alot have tried to turn me into dust
 
I used to be that hungry bird that sings
To entertain those who should feed me
But I have turned into an eagle
To devour for survival
Yes, I have walked through the tunnel
I have seen Alot
And they have really changed me
 
Like demons they overpowered my innocence
And possessed me with bitterness
So sad, I’m glad my circle of friends is family
And two I can never stop to appriciate
 
If I no longer call or text back like I used to do
I am simply not too busy to attend to you
I just don’t like you anymore
Please find a place in your heart to let it sink
 
Don’t call me rude for I was good
Fighting to win all my wars myself
Since I became the hunted by my fellow army
Yes, these are just a few of alot that have changed me.
 
(c) Membis Okorie Chukwukamma

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