The difference in appreciation and representation is real
It’s never quite the same when it’s right in front of you
You think you love it
You think you can accept it
You think you understand it
But the truth is you’re just as lost as the masses
A total freeloader from the reality that is your minute idea of representation
Or maybe you were never quite attuned to it
Unstable in your reactions to reality
So you sought an escape route.
Something to hide the pain and displacement in your soul.
Something to feed your interest into
Some how hoping it would free you.
But the truth is my dear Diasporan or African
Is that the realities are different and so are the histories
It will never be one and the same
History that gives birth to present day ignorance and suffering
A reality that guarantees absolute safety despite lack of graces.
Two completely different worlds.
And it’s possible for you to be an Alien in both.