This is the profile of Comrade Chidi Anthony Opara, a Nigeria Poet and member of World Poets Society (W.P.S).
The Poems of Chidi Anthony Opara Chidi Opara
He had his primary education at Community Primary school Umude Avuvu from 1971 to 1977 and his post-primary education at Enyiogugu Secondary school in Aboh-Mbaise Local Government Area of Imo state, Nigeria from 1977 to 1982.
He obtained a professional diploma in Advertising from Century Communications Academy in New Delhi India, from 1982 to 1985 and subsequently, worked in the private sector where he rose to managerial positions and thereafter, became a private consultant.
While building a career in the private sector, he was also writing poems.
In November, 2007, he became a member of World Poets Society, a literary organization of contemporary Poets from all over the world.
In December,2007, he founded an internet based non-profit making public information project called "chidi opara reports", where he is the Publisher/Editor-in-chief.
He is married with children. His Poems includes:Homeland Melodies Strain your ears now
to hear decibels
of sound,
sound of songs,
sound of homeland melodies
learned at feet
of pious mother,
sitting with me
in a dark
moonless night,
starless night,
with rain threatening
and thunderstorms scolding,
with bats hovering
and mother's lamp
our companion. Poets Never Lie How dare they lie?
poets,
mouthpieces of God,
with sacred gongs,
with sacred sticks,
messengers of God.
How dare they
swim in falsehood?
pre-ordained priests
of the Almighty
on mission to cleanse
this abode for mortals
littered with dirts
by amoral mortals. The Just are Few The just are few
standing on the precipice
of extinction,
bathing in the water
of humiliation.
In the innermost abode
of frustration
they dwell,
sulking and frowning
at ills,
ills of our society.
They are few,
fighting to cleanse
our society of decadence.
But alas now,
in the blue river
some converge daily to wash,
to wash away blackmail.
They are fewer
the just are fewer,
the hall
of stoic philosophy is full.
A part of us
is dead,
only a fraction
is living. Hawks Hawks
hovered
over chicks
vulnerable
and prowling.
Chicks prowled on
'cause no place to hide.
Alas hawks swooped down
and relish chicks
with monstrous claws,
with barbed beaks
and flew home
with joy in their hearts
and sadness in my heart. Premonition This scene
of elephants
on mines infested ground
spoiling for a fight
shivers my spine.
Resolve differences
and tread softly
offthat ground,
lest you detonate mines
and unleash holocoust
and kill lifes
in few minutes,
and confirm
my premonition
of immenient extinction
of lifes. Fraternity I long for the day,
day the cord
binding men
cut by men
will be joined again
to bind all men.
I long for fraternity,
for one humanity,
for world citizenship,
for the day
black men
and white men
will meet
and proclaim
selves brothers,
i long for that day. War Boom boom i heard,
i shuddered
and swallowed bitter saliva.
Big vultures
flew past me,
my heart bled
for brothers in war.
I lay and longed
for peace,
for retreat to homes
from refugee's camps,
from war fronts.
And i slept
and dreamt
that wars
were no more,
but i woke,
'twas a dream. Merchants of Misery She sat,
mother's hen
laying golden eggs,
golden precious eggs
all day long.
Precious eggs,
precious to merchants
who came
bag laden
to buy precious
golden eggs
from across oceans.
But lo
one day
mother's hen
they stole,
those merchants of misery. Lovely Dove This lovely dove
crushed
under heavy feet
of darkness,
count me
one weeper
at your funeral,
count me
one dirge singer
at your interment.
This loverly bearer
of light
to illuminate men's heart
and light
this dark stage. Angry Wind The angry wind
hollered and hovered,
pushed and pulled
at my roof,
my heart sank
to my belly,
i held my mouth
with my hands,
my soul
prayed for salvation.
The angry wind
deroofed my abode
and my soul
petitioned my maker
about malevolence
of the vexatious wind. |
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