Le Dilemme De Diaspora ! Poem by C. Muralidara Kannan

You, the diaspora
across and around the globe
sport a perennial
plant; crafty growth of
grafted creepers though.

Tiny islands in the vast ocean witnessing an eternal flows and ebbs
Continous quest for calm
in the storm and tempest.

Somehow or other
Life's turbulence or
turmoil, geographical jeopardy,
social strains
or even personal pains
thrown you off board
and you are swimming
upcurrent...Bravo!
Formidable! Marchez bien!

Growing and glowing in
a strange abode of
Multilingual Multiculturalism
Plight of the uprooted
questioning rootlessness
in the new routes. Aha!
Great forbearance!

Life has compromises!
You say, 'Stranger or inhabitant,
this is my home '. C'est vrai.
But, one can
hear thy muffled murmur --
a silent call and cry for
the roots and relations.
N'est ce pas? N'est ce pas?