A Poetry tribute to Mala (Bisram) Persaud of Ankerville, Port Mourant and Ozone Park, Queens, new York, USA. She was the wife of Pandit Chaitram Persaud of Canal Number 2, West Bank Demerara.
Poem written by By Aunty Baby, Uncle Cyril Nau’s wife, of Ankerville
(Baby Brijmohan) for delivery at wake for Mala.
A Poem to Mala
It says the home you now called your own
We know you are in heaven our loving one
Your permanent home where you belong
All your pain and grief is over
And you are now at peace forever
With Lord Krishna you tried that valley
Very fearless and very calmly
In that path so hard to tread
With Lord Krishna no do doubt nor dread
We can see your smiling face
You are so happy and full of grace
We know you had your cross to bear
But often that weight could be shared
You bear your own pain all alone
And able to turn every single stone
Your job on earth is now well done
And now you are going to your heavenly home
You know we love you dearly still
But god has his plan it was his will
He took you home and you were told
That you will be walking on streets paved with gold
There you lay smiling and ready to go home
To God’s promised land you can now call your own
We will miss you, don’t ask us why
God bless you, farewell and goodbye
You will always be remembered!
