The Homeland

Every time a compatriot of ours tells me that he has set up a rendezvous with another homeland, that is that he will emigrate, he reaffirms that we, the peoples living in fragmented expanses, are connected with one ugly unity: we do not see our homelands as our own! What is the homeland? Semantically, it is the place in which Man abides, that is, inhabits and is familiar with. We look like peoples whose memory has been wiped out! This is what most of us have become, peoples looking for a homeland! I am not saying: “do not talk to people about their schedules! Do talk to them. However, do not forget that we are all victims of both internal and external policies, which, out of our existence, they care for nothing other than our absence! Am I calling you to give up? Every emigrant is a battle the size of a homeland, which the homeland has lost! A few days ago, I met up with a friend. We talked about several issues, including the aches of emigration. He said to me: “I do not think that there is anyone who can heal us from this hemorrhage other than another Moses”! I leave these friendly words as a prayer to God to send us a new Moses who will convince us that our homelands are right here!