'Dignity-Destiny And Moral-Values To Humanity': - Poem by Rev. Surujlall Motilall

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

The world has turned, to look beyond,
on the horizon of eradication to poverty.
The survival and existence of humanity,
were echoed by humans' concerned.

It was a cool mid-summer's holiday,
'Sabbath', a day we called Saturday.
When our creator rested after creation,
and promised to keep it for salvation.

It was on the 2-nd. day of July,2005,
a day, when humans were called to strife.
In this moral world, heeding to survive
embracing each others, as one to strive.

The world has surrendered, in one harmony,
for humans, not to strive to live in poverty.
But to share this life happily and equally,
and to give us the norms of life's destiny

My country 'Holland', is meant to be my land,
of integrity and tolerance, all within my hands.
In silent prayers, we uphold our heads to stand,
abreast and upright, within all nations in band.

'Jan van Beek', a faithful son of Dutch culture
have vowed to bow together, with one another.
In a motion, to eliminate sufferings and hunger,
amongst humans, where there are much disaster.

With simplicity, humility, modesty and prudence,
he bowed to embrace the world and his audience.
As he displayed his holiness, with musical sounds,
aspirations and inspirations, bounds with drums.

His Kirtan-group, have stringed sacred tongue,
which is not of his culture, or his home town.
So discreet, he displayed sacred cultural sounds
as an Indian artiest, his talents are so profound

Before his concert audience, he bowed in prayers
slowly he bowed with meekness, to his observers
And said 'I beseech and welcome each one of you'
the sentiments of his talents began to play through

It is not of his Dutch culture, least he should boast
nor with a glass of cherry wine, he proposed a toast
It is the will of God, that destined him who he is
an angel in a human form, he has come to bless

Mr. Jan van Beek, traverse to seek his untold destiny
doors of knowledge were widely opened for him to be
Windows of wisdom, were all unclosed for him to see
as he was transcended here, to sacredly serve humanity

He has been blessed, as an anointed one from above,
with Gods' hands on his head, he is serving with love
He was born of thee, to be and for the world to see
that he is so a simple and modest one with dignity

Not of any praise, he praised himself with humility
he leans forward, only to embrace with simplicity
His tablas and sitars, are all of his fingers in words
with admiration and adoration, singing on the cords

His rhythm of spectacular melodies sound the air
praising and glorifying his God in the atmosphere
In all of his glorious words of redemption praise
Jan, uphold his steadfastness of sincerity to raise

Blessed is he, who has shown simplicity to his God
of unblemished sins, to worship Him His will good
Jan has displaying such and much of his simplicity
trying to serve God and humanity with his sincerity

Making joyful sounds, praising God the Almighty
calling to the world, to live in peace and harmony
Jan, who is gesturing us with sacred generosity
is feeding us with his sacred talents of solemnity

In my warmed silent seat, meditating on the beat
of splendour heat, coming to me as a holy treat
Instrumental songs of praise were in my ears
dancing to the rhythms, with red eyes in tears

Never ending cheers, that aroused the floor on high
as if angels were descending from above the sky
Comforting all worshippers, the unseen who give
His blessing to those who are willing to receive

To Jan and his band, God has blessed with aspiration
of inspirational zeal, to seal with love and adoration
By serving humanity with dignity and love to motion
for this is the one and only way, to attain salvation

Jan possesses quality, that humans cannot simply see
his personality consists ability, of his culture to be
A native of Holland, he has been blessed in this land
displaying Indian inspirational music, with his hand

I was touched and moved in many different ways,
spiritually and emotionally, on that very same day,
The sacred rhythm on strings, are still in my ears
my heart has filled of joy and comfort, with tears

Jan and his colleagues, are blessed in one domain
their talents to console humans, would be in reign
Where ever they go, with such a sacred love
God will bless each one of them from above

Hearts of many, would digest their 'food of love'
as they traverse this universe as the peaceful dove
He has inspired them, for His message to bring
to sing to all humans with their musical string

Doors are widely opened to them, as fruitful seeds
windows are transparent for them to solely heed
Love and dignity they shared to humans as feed
so that their pastures can grow without dry weeds

Not many like Jan, are in this world of today,
he serves, to live and to pray, from day to day
thoughts of him, of the God he serves to obey
with faith, hope and strength, he is on the way

He has been gifted with such of another culture
his unselfish blood he is sharing it to its nature
His destiny to message the love for one another
and for our burdens to share in such like manner

Oh humans, what is it of human's colour today
when our blood would shattered and go astray
Our minds and veins are the roots of our heart
which keeps us alive to strive and not to part

Our evil faces, would go into many motor racing
and our victory, is to smash those who are pacing
Victory, is not only our moral aspect in this life
conquering ourselves, are also our pride to strife

Why can't us, as humans embraced each other
from the womb of a mother, we are together
As earthly fathers, sisters and behold brothers
we are made to be one from God the creator

Your culture, is my culture, your land is my land
we are all as humans, with legs and upper hands
With one Body, Soul and Spirit, we must inherit
what God has destined for us, to be and to merit

Your happiness, is my happiness and not my sorrow
I am only living for today and hoping for tomorrow
Without you I cannot be for God has made you for me
so simple is that for you and for me only for that to be

Your sorrow, is my sorrow and I cannot be happy
happy for what when you are in need to be happy
My happiness, must not be your distress or stress
I will ask you to bless and to wear on your dress

My culture is not my bread to eat on your head
for it has been destined for us to be fully dead
Take heed oh fellow humans, give me my share
this world is so heavy, I cannot much more bare

Let us dance together, with the rhythm of sincerity
not from our tongue least we boast our humility
But for the glory that comes from God Almighty
we can justify ourselves in the name of humanity

My culture and I, are not of what I do posses
Me, Myself and I, are all some sort of classes
Do not take me into your culture to be a races
as I am of you and you are of me as a glass

Fragile to break and fragile to handle with care
we have one common breath and life to share
You take my life, would you then dare to bear
or to share my life in your destiny or in despair

Shall it profit you as a human for a short time
to grabble, scramble and scrape only to shine
After death, what would you inherit or benefit
only for the other world for your life to covet

Rise up oh humans and do not sell culture
for tomorrow there is to come the rapture
Prepare yourself, oh humans for today
for tomorrow, would prepare us to stay

Teach me Oh Master!

Teach me, Oh Holy Master! only to sing
teach me to play on this your sitar string
Teach me what God has destined to bring
teach me to love my fellow human being