We left our motherland of India on a journey west
with the hope that we would live life to the best
together we considered ourselves jahaghis on the boat
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Tubal Uriah 'Buzz' Butler fought for workers labored in the oil
to highlight the right of safety while in the night they quietly toil
Trinidad and Tobago celebrates his legacy with a public holiday
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In the balcony close to the roof of the house
when in the moment of introspection I douse
to separate from the struggles each day
I listen to the whispers of silence and pray
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In the balcony close to the roof of the house
when in the moment of introspection I douse
to separate from the struggles each day
I listen to the whispers of silence and pray
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Poetry has flowed in my veins since writing in school
and I wanted to share my love like a bath in the pool
I would pen on paper to express the love from my heart
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I can feel the pain
of the survivors left behind
from the tragedy of the boat
capsized taking with it
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you are the symbol of my dream closer to my heart
there is nothing in this world to separate us apart
that which keeps sharp the mind I follow like the wave
brave as a lion to enjoy the silence in a cave
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We are powerful creatures
wonderfully made from beams of sunlight
we have tremendous energy
to equip us with the fullest potential
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I am the candle of the soul carrying a flame of the infinite
I want to be enlightened to find peace like a sage
the treasure of wisdom is the shadow of my dream
to listen to the whispers of heavenI will remain awake
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Separated by the atlantic ocean
yet we are united under the same one law
The mountains on the northern range
act as a shield to dismiss any storm it meets
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I leave you in the hands
of the stars for the night
that you may understand
my reason for you to have light
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Upon opening the door
the scent alone will cause you to faint
There is barely space to walk
Loose boxes and pallets
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Indian Arrival Day
We left our motherland of India on a journey west
with the hope that we would live life to the best
together we considered ourselves jahaghis on the boat
three months on the ocean we remain with the waves afloat
to arrive with disappointment what our eyes couldn't believe
they tricked us to become laborers which we did not perceive
placed in a deserted island to work in the sugar estate
the thought in the mind of returning home is now too late
we had no choice but to endure the hardship and pain
forcefully to accept the outcome and to seek our own gain
to start a new beginning and create a world on our own
the bitterness of the estate cannot be compared to a throne
with tears in our eyes we will never return to the land of our birth
we are chained to our destiny to fulfill our purpose on earth