The Divine Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

We knew motherhood is supreme
We knew motherhood is divine
We knew motherhood is respectable
We called the goddess as our own mother
Every village, a mother solemnly welcomed
The sanctum is constructed and kept
Where we prays for mother's blessings
The mother, she protects us so believe
As the real mother the divinity represents
She is omnipotent, all powerful
She is blessing, and she seems sad
Of the plight of her own children
Who mistakenly fights each other
Oh! motherhood nothing to compare your position.