African Diaspora ====================== In the diaspora he sat down; And there he wept; Remembering Africa; Mouth open, unable to a song. Eyes full of the ocean; Mouth imploded with praises; Thought stacked full of memories, Memories of Motherland Africa. In bits he uttered; Africa, my cherished home; In the diaspora unable to a song; I want to come to thee. Chief Charles O. Okereke Copyright ©2002 Chief Charles O. Okereke Click For Other Poems by Author