A Letter To The Diaspora Poem by Moses Kainwo

Oh … Yesterday
Hmm … Tomorrow
Ah … Today

Dear Yesterday
Good evening and good night
My great great great…
Grandfather long dead
Might have sold
Your small small small…
Grandmother long dead
Good evening and good night
Dear Tomorrow
Good afternoon and thanks for calling
Your mask of tainted glass
Covers your intentions
So that you don’t sweat
Like a real farmer
Holding world identity
Good afternoon and thanks for calling
Dear today
Good morning and welcome
Sitting under this cotton tree with you
Brings along whispers of plantations
Come of age in songs of carnations
With one hurdle to cross –
Caricature
Good morning and welcome

Oh … Yesterday
Hmm … Tomorrow
Ah … Today