Declared to be Invisible

Voices from the four corners were screaming out

A diaspora choir risked being drowned

From Arica, Salta, Wolverhampton, to even Kharkiv

Obscuring by ink and red tape

Try to quiet the ongoing choir

While branding them as nothing but “other”

Other?

They knew what this meant

The collective chorale should be amplified

Against the declaration to render them invisible

Land of Exiles

People were scattered
Histories were forgotten
Traditions became erased
There was no resting
For those under oppression
Until they all remembered