A Tribute To The Solemnity To Humanity: Poem by Rev. Surujlall Motilall

'The life and livelihood of our Indigenous Peoples'

A tribute to the solemnity to humanity

Composed and written by:
Rev. Surujlall Motilall
of Roosendaal in the Netherlands.

Just look at them, there they stand,
with their blunted tools in their hands.
Broad and thin shoulders, furious faces and what,
old torn pants and shirts, bare feet and floppy hats.

They used their tools and started to work,
'chop-chop' the bushes, working as the bush buck.
Toiling all days, in clearing and planting lands,
when finished, they left with filthy hands.

Heaping the branches and woods, to make their bundles,
running around and along but Oh! down they tumbled.
Spoiled their faces and grinding their teeth,
crawling and tossing in that blazing heat

The firefly sun peeps across the horizon,
dashing its' vibrant rays in different direction.
With soaked skin, clothes wet and bare feet,
roaming, and hunting the forests for meat to eat.

'We are weary', they never said,
as they toiled for their daily bread.
Stand a moment to take some breath,
with scorched skin and clothes wet.

They do not care, as they have to bare,
for their little food to find and to share.
In their society and beloved country,
where they are integrating in one harmony.

Whether sun or rain, they are going forward,
with small canoes to sail, in rough seas upward.
Transporting their cargoes to the market place,
for cash, ration and clothes to be purchased

Some trail the dense forests, through lonely tracks,
with bundles on their shoulders, sore and weary backs.
Faced most times, with reptiles, snakes or other preys,
only to their defense, is to seek God in silent prayers.

To feed, clothes and house themselves, are priorities,
with unity, love and moral dignity as one tribal family.
With sore hands and feet, they are displaying efficiency
in their country, society only to achieve prosperity

They are the first and the original inhabitants
claimed to be discovered by European tyrants.
Exploited, manipulated and suppressed,
caused them to live with such great distress.

They are humans, like we ourselves to see,
as God created image and living souls to be.
Taking life easily, as it comes naturally,
with God on their side, who inspired sacredly.

A Feathered Serpent

They are known to be, the 'emblem of survival',
with their daily tasks, although life is so brutal.
As feathered-serpent, they worked their territory,
without any borders, they seemed to be so happy.

No electricity, or water supply, they are so healthy,
feeding on natural resources, are more of a quality.
Splashed into the lakes, for fresh and healthy fishes,
with other ingredients, they fed on healthy dishes

Why can't us emulate and assist these hard workers,
whom are making life better for themselves and others.
Displaying themselves, as tribal sisters and brothers,
dancing around, praising God in their traditional cultures.

For us to eliminate and to alleviate poverty,
we have to display such love and affection to humanity
For this is the one and only way, we can achieve victory,
like these natives, committed to moral sovereignty.

As one people, one nation and one destiny,
they all have dignity, as to one consistency.
of moral, social and cultural obligation.
as fellow humans they attained such motion.

No war tanks, ships or aircrafts in their atmosphere,
to disturb their peaceful life around their hemisphere.
We would invade their territory, for wealth to seek,
causing them great disaster, without humble meek.

They chose not to live like us, in golden concrete cities,
their trashed roofs and tree barks, are much simplicities.
In their hammocks, to shake and to rock in the night,
resting with peace of mind, thinking not their daily plight.

I call on each one of you, Oh! world citizen,
to share our human's love among these decent citizen.
They have all the rights, to live, exist and be un-blemish
as humans to share our love and cause them not to perish.

They walked and they worked the surface of this universe,
as God equally created souls, like us, they must traverse.
without hindrance, they must persevere to heed,
because they were here first, as our fruitful seeds.

God will indeed rewarded us, for our good deeds,
when we acknowledged him as good harvest fields.
He would bless us, with much more worthy yields,
as to his only son, whom he had himself revealed.

'Oh my loving Father-God, my Almighty'
where have you gone? come back into this world
and see what is going on!

Oh God our Almighty! where have you gone? ,
come into this world and see what is going on.
Come oh my God and see no more good but bad,
come Oh heavenly father, I pray to you oh God.

Our world of yesterday, is not our world of today,
Our existence as humans, has no more significance.
Our traditional inheritance, has no more tolerance,
Our prudence in life, has no more obedience.

Humans, have become satanic demons,
in the form of Gods' creations.
Demons, have painted their motion,
in one color of death to all humans.

Demons have structured in the forms of humans,
Demons are strolling in the norms of destruction.
Demons have pervaded and invaded our peace,
Demons have conquered our dwelling place.

It is worsted than ever before You were here,
humans are running and hiding here and there.
Humans, have no more peace on this planet earth,
as You may look down from heaven under beneath.

Fire-balls are falling from the high-sky above,
roasting humans for their daily food to eat.
Humans' flesh, are on their dining table,
with fresh blood in their cups as staple diet.

Come back into this world, oh my loving God,
and help us to accomplish all that is good.
Help us oh God, to plant and reap fruitful seeds,
that we may inherit and benefit from good deeds.

We are transiting this world only for a short time,
awaiting Your rapture for calling us home in time.
Time is not anymore for us to live in this world,
as life cannot overcome death and death is to bold.

Come back into this world oh God and lead us out,
come back oh Lord as we are awaiting your shout.
Your sacred promises are true as we are in pursue,
serving You as our Almighty in Spirit and in True.

Your kingdom on high is awaiting our arrival,
with unblemished blood we are been blessed.
As in Your arms we would be sacredly harbored,
away from the devil where he cannot be our rival.

Come back into this world oh my Almighty God,
and comfort us as Yours, as we are so very sad.
You are our just Father of peace, love and to care,
in Your comforting arms we would divinely share.

Forgive those, whom have transgressed against us,
for they do not know You as Christ Lord-God Jesus.
They are of one domain with the devil named Lucifer,
to whom in this world they are roaming with hell's fire.

Come back into this world oh Prince of Peace and Redeemer,
and let the world see you as God as long as we can remember.
You are our only hope in faith and in grace for evil to conquer,
Come back oh heavenly Father as our one and only true saviour.