Remember Me This Way Poem by Raymond Anyanwu

If you ask me; I would like to be remembered
An individual who was fervent for life.
One who his days of undesirable bliss he summed
Though long we remain in the radiance
But I was one who nurtured marvels
Not as much of one satisfied to elucidate,
Enchanted by the assurances of hunger,
Prevailing the years of pain
Savouring those days of joy.
For the bequest of life I had abundantly
Others had to forgo, for my needs.

Think of me as someone favoured
Regardless of constrictions,
In stumbling across the guide,
I could not be the sea’s breeze
Or the replica of Adonis,
I could not see the peak of Everest.
Or the base of Pacific
At least I know in what light
How I want to be remembered









Acumens are universally similar

Acumens are universally similar.
Like a wardrobe; huge and wide-ranging.
Yet while acumen may show difference at times,
And in different places, exposed naked
It is recognizable to all
But why, then, have diverse cohorts and cultures practice such malevolence as human sacrifice, slavery, bigotry and nepotism?
Yet while practices come and go; acumen stands.


Not only what is wise wisdom is
But that by which it is wise;
Not what should be done,
But why it should be done;
Not the response, but the justification.

Oh! What manner is wisdom?
Guileless, knowledge, multifaceted.
Wisdom is finite; knowledge, infinite.
Wisdom is ever more effortless to understand
The more you reflect on it;
But knowledge, increasingly difficult
The more one knows, the more it complexes.
While wisdom leads to comprehension
Knowledge, to innovation.
Within the grip of every child is wisdom’s principles
But to grip them is the work of an era.