The Divine

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.