Diaspora Poem by Maria Rose

When struggling against your nature,
Do at your own risk.
Before the destination
(If you have such a nation)
Your companions will betray themselves
And you.
No body warned me of this danger.
So now I am a diaspora
I started from everywhere
And never reached anywhere.
So, if some body tells you:
“Matters are so and so”
Believe absolutely
And never question and burn your brain
Unless you love to be a
Diaspora.