Poem- Diaspora Kids

Diaspora Kids

We didn't choose our place of birth
Nor blame our parents as such
But having to live in two worlds without choice
Just proved for some of us a little too much.

Know your roots, your culture, your history
Take part in all the traditions
Never forget who you are
Lest it doth end in extinction

Where do we fit in restrictions so tight
Of whom we may love
Or what battles we will fight

Dilution is inevitable or so it would seem
As distance takes you a long way from the dream
For some it disappears
And assimilation takes place
Gaining new visions and losing the faith

Why did you make us love
That which we cannot have?
Now we are left longing
For the experience we never had

The experience of self
That we have to defend and preserve
Is baseless in it's abstract version
Validation is what we deserve

When this happens
Will we feel what you felt?
Will reality wake us up
Hardships make the love melt?

You have made us proud
Of who we are
And that we cannot be 
Away from the heart

For who is proud of running away
Of chasing fortunes, worlds to gain
When all you have won is an abstract dream
Never once to be made real again


Only in memory.

I have a dream

Already becoming quite used to having a lot on my plate, today's breakthrough of sunshine has brightened my mood somewhat and I find myself naturally dreaming of a different life I am leading elsewhere.  I imagine devoting myself to creative endevours, having the time for both family and personal development.  Armed with a laptop and full of inspiration I sit in a cafe, typing quirky and fun dialogues for various projects.  I envisage a diary filled with appointments, to teach English, do someone's make-up, attend cultural events and support the businesses of my friends.  Somewhere inbetween there are gaps, for tending to administrative and domestic duties.  It all sounds very busy! Of course I expect that these activites will bring forward a healthy income, or I would hope.

However, the need for immediate security may mean I have to abandon autonomy of building my own career- but I won't let that spoil the fantasy for now.