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Last Updated on September 27, 2019 by Memorila
In the poem Death is diaspora, Femi Morgan, beautifully describes what death is – ‘Another /Currency /that changes how you see /the world’.
Death is diaspora
Perhaps, death is diaspora
Is it not
Movement
to another place?
Perhaps, death is diaspora
Is it not
Leaving
behind all the familiar smells…?
For a chance
A 2sure that may not be
Adaptable
Losing touch
Perhaps, death is diaspora
Is it not breaking the
Barricades
that has held you down since?
Perhaps, death is diaspora
Do you not unpack yourself
in a luggage
Farewell within reach only by memories?
Seeking
Pastures
Across
the desert
beyond the burden of tyranny
Reaching some kind of happiness
Floating
Flights beyond the reach of pain
Escaping
Perhaps, diaspora is death
Another
Currency
that changes how you see
the world
Perhaps, diaspora is death
Ski diving
into the avalanche
that changes you
Omni-absent global
Learning
Anew
A new language
A new nuance
A new way to laugh without scaring your host.
Perhaps, diaspora is death
The loneliness
is flesh and Bone
The valley is full grown
like a voyage of caskets
© Femi Morgan 2019
Visual Art ©Crane Art
