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
Tag Archives: Diaspora
Land of Exiles
People were scattered
Histories were forgotten
Traditions became erased
There was no resting
For those under oppression
Until they all remembered
