A diaspora (from Greek διασπορά, "scattering, dispersion") is "the movement, migration, or scattering of people away from an established or ancestral homeland" or "people dispersed by whatever cause to more than one location", or "people settled far from their ancestral homelands".
The word has come to refer to historical mass-dispersions of people with common roots, particularly movements of an involuntary nature, such as the expulsion of Jews from the Middle East, the African Trans-Atlantic slave trade, the southern Chinese during the coolie slave trade, or the century-long exile of the Messenians under Spartan rule.
Recently, scholarship has distinguished between different kinds of diaspora, based on its causes such as imperialism, trade or labor migrations, or by the kind of social coherence within the diaspora community and its ties to the ancestral lands. Some diaspora communities maintain strong political ties with their homeland. Other qualities that may be typical of many diasporas are thoughts of return, relationships with other communities in the diaspora, and lack of full assimilation into the host country.
The Jewish diaspora (or simply the Diaspora) is the English term used to describe the Galut גלות (Yiddish: 'Golus'), or 'exile', of the Jews from the region of the Kingdom of Judah and Roman Judaea and later emigration from wider Eretz Israel.
The diaspora began with the 6th century BCE conquest of the ancient Kingdom of Judah, the destruction of the First Temple (c. 586 BCE), and the expulsion of the population, as recorded in the Bible. The Babylonian ruler, Nebuchadnezzar allowed them to remain in a unified community in Babylon. Another group of Jews fled to Egypt, where they settled in the Nile delta. From 597 BCE onwards, there were three distinct groups of Hebrews: a group in Babylon and other parts of the Middle East, a group in Judaea, and another group in Egypt. While Cyrus the Persian allowed the Jews to return to their homeland in 538 BCE, most chose to remain in Babylon. A large number of Jews in Egypt became mercenaries in Upper Egypt on an island called the Elephantine. All of these Jews retained their religion, identity, and social customs; both under the Persians and the Greeks, they were allowed to conduct their lives according to their own laws.
Diaspora
Hard to believe
Those years have passed
When the feelings were warm
And the garden green
I remember
When you spoke
I remember
This will not last…
And you were right
And I took flight
But I always saw it
For what it was
And I’ve always known it
And I don’t deny it
‘cause half the battle
was leaving home.
The Highway Is Before Us
With The Road Ahead, Unclear
We Keep On Moving Forwards
Cause They Push Us From The Rear
We Always See The Future
Cause We Cannot Leave The Past
We Never Had Real Freedom
We Were Sold Off With A Lie.
(and I just won’t say “GoodBye”)
And everyone knows
The place they call their home
But not everybody knows
Where is home
Everyone knows
When you’re on the road alone
Everybody knows
You need your home.
And it’s just time
Until we return
To claim the land
And turn the garden green
Keep your hope, and keep your faith
Never Lose It!
Can You See It?
Can You Feel It?
Chorus
…And Our Home Is Home
Where We’re Not Alone
Where The Heart Remains
Should I kill myself?
Should I rape you first?
How could I say that I love you?
Tell me that the face of the crowd
Means nothing to you
Everything is pain but you
It keeps me warm
And it slightly hurts
Why do you my dear
Avoid to come near ?
A simple finger touch
My life is sad enough
i'm one of the most focused vocalista's locally known
i been focused since i was sporting oakleys on my dome
payless sneakers replaced the new jordan's we couldn't afford
summers were never boring, super soaker's signaled a war
my sentences are pure, your syntax is poor
good luck in ever reaching my score, take notes if you see me perform
i don't got no manager damn it i can handle myself
i'm sticking rappers back in the shelf, back in amateur hell
i'ma true flow-er, the lawn mower, a raw poet
ya'll are all slower, sipping at the bar dart throwing
better start showing humility for i raise humidity
instantly discrediting your little riddles validity
syllables to soliloquies, none of it isn't shit to me
this is my symphony, this is me making history
final outlaw, my name will live in infamy
Stars over stars and nothing but stars
A moonless empty space
The sunlight hidden behind the sea
In my blooming gardens grace
Looking at this alien sky I miss the silver light
The days work's done, I await the silent night
The billions I left behind
Now scattered among the enemy
My brothers in the circle
Are now just fading memories
Towards their descendants I guide my inner eye
Deploring the betrayal of the primeval blood ties
(lead Hilbert)
I'm more now than you ever were
Ascended from our sacred unity
Torn apart by my supremacy
And bitter sadness floods my heart
I'll lead you to my dimension
Gathered like unique flowers
In my grid of secret powers