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Africans in diaspora

Africans In Diaspora: Are They The Same As Us?

Of Greek origin, the term ‘diaspora’ translates to ‘scattering’ or ‘dispersal.’ The African diaspora may therefore be used to encapsulate people of African ancestry dispersed or scattered from their home continent to other parts of the world either through forced removal or voluntary migration, and the progeny of the dispersed born in their new places of settlement. In essence, the African diaspora is made up of the offspring of those who were forcefully removed from their home and taken to other places as slaves centuries ago – historical diaspora – and those who have migrated from Africa in search of better opportunities – contemporary or new diaspora.

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the red moon

Red Moon

by Agwaze Gift Naomi Sitting under the mango tree. Enjoying the cool night air, With the moon smiling down on all beneath. The happy chatter of little ones, anticipating the moonlight tales of the elderly. Sounds of mothers petting their toddlers to sleep. Fathers under the cashew tree discussing pressing issues at hand while sipping

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Dear Nigeria: Our Independence Day Stories

Dear Nigeria, I come bearing gifts as you mark yet another year to celebrate your freedom Freedom from the shackles of colonialism From the chains of oppression From the shadows of divisions Division of work, one may think but that’s not it. You celebrate your disentanglement from the shadows of division, that which held you

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Two Lovely Fellows.- Ezekwe Jessica Chidinma

“Go tie your wrapper well, can’t you see, you have started growing breasts?”, Said ubunkhei, my 14-year old male best-friend. Mami and Papi always told me to tie my wrappers well too, especially when going to the stream because “evil spirits were always looking for people as wives and husbands” I never took any of them serious, I always felt safe in my village.

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The Madman and his congregation.- Isaiah Adepoju

That day the preacher-man went mad, everything he did was against the church itself. When he preached, he stamped his feet on the white tiles and clasped the microphone between his palms. When he sang, the church muffled and swayed from here to there like an Iroko tree blown by the desert wind. He called out verses – he carefully picked the verses – the ones that were long, long enough to throw the congregation in disarray of whispers.

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