|By Maltie Maharaj|
Her hair caresses the face of the moon.
We scent her perfume in the flower
And feel her touch in the grace of a friend
We sense her love in the beauty of a smile,
She speaks through the heart.
Forgiving and eternal Goddess
Doting mother, you, who tolerate or tantrums with a
Taking tomfoolery with love and generosity
You have made our Trinidad
Pollution of Rivers
Continual partyingDomestic violence
Childish chat in the highest offices in the land …
And worst yet, inhumanity to ourselves.
Oh Beautiful lady
You who all the Vedas, Shastras and Puranas worship.
The sight of whom causes the sun and moon
to bow in adoration.
Oh lovely and majestic giver of knowledge
StrengthYou who have rescued the Gods from Demons and
Have mercy on your children,
We youthful and sometimes misguided delinquents.
Show us by your wisdom that,
Is still relevant in this world.
Om Shanti, Divine Lady.
Maltie Maharaj is a teacher at Siparia Senior Comprehensive School, and has a B.A. degree in English and an M.A. in Literatures in English.