Odimegwu Onwumere Makes Finalist In West Africa Media Excellence Awards

By G.U Chukwu

At the maiden edition of the West Africa Media Excellence Awards held on Saturday night, October 28 2017, at the Mövenpick Ambassador Hotel, Accra, Ghana, your dogged and multiple award-winning journalist Odimegwu Onwumere emerged finalist with his article published in The Nigerian Voice, Nigeria.

Onwumere emerged finalist in the Anti-Corruption Reporting Category. According to a statement issued by a three member judges of the awards in the persons of Ms. Sophie Ly who is an experienced Senegalese journalist, media trainer and media development expert; Mr. Lanre Idowu who is an accomplished and highly respected Nigerian journalist, editor, author, publisher, media owner and trainer; and Ms. Elizabeth Ohene who is a veteran Ghanaian journalist, over 400 published stories that were sent in by journalists from 12 countries across West Africa, 15 journalists made the finalists from six categories.

Conversely, in the well competed awards, Jesusegun Alagbe of The Punch, Nigeria, won in the Anti-Corruption Reporting Category.  But Onwumere was elated that his name was not among those who entered for the awards but were not finalists, adding that having made a finalist showed that he is doing better in his chosen career than the poor leaders in Nigeria.

He added that objective journalism pays better than an oppressive government anywhere in the world, especially such that Nigerians have come to endure in the recent times in the name of democracy.

Onwumere said that objective journalism is hated by oppressive leaders but journalists inclined in objectivity in their reportages would stop at nothing to expose the highhandedness of the looting leaders and keep in touch with the different communities of their ill behaviours.

He, therefore, called on moneybags and the authorities to help journalism and journalists in this clime by pumping in money to sustain them. He, nonetheless, thanked those who have helped in one way or the other in making him the renowned journalist he has become today.

G.U Chukwu, Owerri.

October 30 2017.


Hard Times (poem)

By Odimegwu Onwumere

We face hard times in different ways:

They could be marital, job, health, educational,

relationship, monetary, spiritual challenges.

Just name them.

But the worst of all the challenges is

when a person or persons you had thought

would say “Hello, take it easy”

do/es not care.

It pains when you reach out to people

and not even a text message from them

comes to you.

They feel above the board and do not care.

Anyway, we will not give up no matter

the challenges and the downgrading habit

of those we have reached out to.

Their downsizing of us

is part of the hard times, part of the challenges

we must overcome.

Their crass behaviour helps in shaping us

to win against all odds.

The key is we must have confidence in ourselves

and work harder to break the jinx

of the hard times.

Hard times are part of life

and we cannot run away from them.

Yes, they pinch us; they make us to cry in our closet,

but we will never give up.

In all, we have to remain positive in such negative situations.

(c) Odimegwu Onwumere; Oct. 23 2017. +2348032552855)

{POEM} I killed My Neighbour Several Times In My Mind

By Odimegwu Onwumere

{Picture: Culled Online}

All through the night

Sleep eroded my eyes

Caused by the killing-abuse

Of a neighbour against me.

It was on Twenty-first of June

I nearly thought that killing was not forbidden

As I killed the neighbour several times in my heart.

The neighbour fumed from the head filled with marijuana;

My resentment heightened more than the eagle could go

Or more than the semen could go to form a foetus.

I thought of inviting the security agents;

I thought of dying or killing to defend my right

Even though I knew that nothing is worth dying or killing for.

The neighbour’s abuse was a war against my personality

Just as abortion is a war against the innocent child.

The neighbour was busy talking about its feelings

Not minding its feelings were killing me gradually.

That night, I killed the neighbour several times in my mind

Even though I woke up seeing the neighbour alive.

© *Odimegwu Onwumere*; June 26 2017.

Email: apoet_25@yahoo.com

Because S/he Is Married {POEM}

By Odimegwu Onwumere

Because he is a married man
We leave him bereft of love.

Because she is a married woman
We leave her bereft of love.

We become selfish in the ways
We express and show love to each,
Even in the ways we accept love
Because traditions and cultures
Make us believe the taboo
Of showing love to the married.

The married man travels overseas
And courts as many spinsters as possible

While the wife at home
Becomes an outcast if she accepts love
From the men in her neighbourhood.

Love and time cannot be hidden
Only cultures and traditions
Tell us who we love, and the time to love,
Whereas in our hearts, we are battling with desire.

© Odimegwu Onwumere (May 18 2017).

Our Heart Of Love {POEM}

By Odimegwu Onwumere

Okafor Franklin Ekene tells me on Facebook:
The eye can see love
But true love belongs to the heart.

Robert Green tells me in ‘Seduction’:
We are bisexual,

only cultures and traditions
checkmate our impulses.

We have seen many loves
we didn’t express
And do not forget.

Our hearts are a museum of love affairs
And only the heart knows where our love belongs.

We share similarities with each other
Yet yearning for great love our heart envisages.

© Odimegwu Onwumere (May 18 2017).

Thin Line In Love {POEM}

By Odimegwu Onwumere

Like a vehicle running in-between a gutter
Our love stands in-between a thin line.

We are afraid not to break the thin line
Since we discerned we are in love.

We are afraid to cross the thin line
That most times, we stay for weeks
Without speaking to each other,
And do not forget each other.

It is a love founded on truth and great passion
But the thin line is a hitch and we cannot break it.

She sometimes provoke me to go my separate way
When she is dying of fountain of passion herself.

She is happy and I’m happy that we love each other,
Only the thin line is holding our love not to totter.

© Odimegwu Onwumere (May 18 2017).

Crossroads (POEM)

By Odimegwu Onwumere

I’ve found the beauty,
not the character.

The character I’d found
wasn’t the beauty.

The first jollies my phallus.
The second jollies my heart.

My phallus and heart
need to jolly together.

Sadly, I can’t drop
beauty for character
and can’t drop character for beauty.

I can’t please my heart and displease
my phallus

or please my phallus and displease my heart.

The world is a crossroads.

© November 19 2016 (ODIMEGWU ONWUMERE is a Poet, Writer and Consultant).