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From Gaia’s Womb

Oh, Mother Earth, our sacred home,
Where we have life and freedom to roam.
Your beauty vast, your glut grand,
A gift to all, across the land.

Yet we humans have battered your grace,
With greed and folly, staining your face.
Pollution poisoned your air and seas,
While deforestation wounded your trees.

Now is the time to think strong,
And heal the Earth, to right the wrong.
Ecofeminism, powerful and kind,
Oh, Earth and women, intertwined. 

From Gaia's womb, all hopes spring,
For reverence and harmony for our offspring.
It is now time to tend the land,
And nurture it with a gentle hand.

With ecofeminism as the new mantra,
Let us join hands to plant the seeds of a new era.
Where all beings thrive in harmony,
And vow to always plant a tree fearlessly.

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Stewards of the Land

Oh, Pacific, Paradise at a glance,
Where the ocean sings and mountain dance,
Where nature's beauty knows no bounds,
And ancient matriarchies wisdom resounds.

As the stewards of the land,
They had shown deep reverence for their hand. 
By tending the gardens and planting trees,
And fishing the waters with gentle ease. 

With the shadow of colonialism,
Patriarchy defying ancient mannerism.
And suppressed women’s voices,
To plunder the earth against all forces. 

They turned away from the weeping earth,
Celebrating the exploitation with mirth.
Women leaders, brave and strong,
Raised their voices, to prove them wrong.

From the shores of Fiji to the atolls of Kiribati,
They spoke of the impending tragedy.
And the need to heal the land,
Not in arrogance, but hand in hand.

To revive ancient stewardship of the land,
They started making people understand,
That we must nurture the earth with sacred care,
And this wisdom, we all must share.

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The Gift Box

I was handed a beautiful gift box
On my twentieth birthday. 
A bold scripted message was waving me to the right. 
It was beautiful!

The gift box sat proudly,
Covered with designer wrapping paper,
Topped with strawberry pink and white ribbons
Throughout the party. 

In solitude, I tore open the wrapper,
with strawberry pink and white ribbons 
and exclaimed at the rare velvet box.
It was green, not red and I loved it. 

But wait, there was more, 
a tiny, fragile, precious stone!
I sighed, “Alas no one could see that at the party.”
For everyone was busy admiring the wrapping paper.

The metaphor hits hard.
The clothes we wear
Defines the ‘velvet box’
Not the precious stone, the divine soul.

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What About Me?

I sit and look at my Father,
His silent cries when he looks at his daughter,
In the darkness of the night,
Battling the tribulations so that we could unite.

I can sense his fear as he sips his wine,
Yet his smile is as radiant as the sunshine.
With all the love he hurled,
And dressed me up for the world.

She left us for the other,
Such a woman cannot be my mother.
But every time I see her around,
I feel rooted to the ground.

My tears start flowing into the sea,
As I utter, “What about me?”
They got married when they agreed
But then why did they join the stampede?

Through the pains and cruelties
The tests and difficulties
Why cannot they resolve the strife
Because children suffer for life. 

 My friends say mothers are selfless
I choke at the thought.
Where was she when I first bled? 
Or the tears I secretly shed?

My father is my mother,
Cause now I know no other.
I heard my father as he cried,
And then I knew that she has died. 
For now, it was just us
The epiphany strikes me thus

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The Mirage

He said I was pretty
and I blushed.
He started celebrating
When I agreed.

We were blessed in church
For my new role at home.
He showed me his world
And I built his home.

Then I got that job
And he rejoiced with me.
Every morning, ill wake up before he
And ready his meal and tea.

He will drive me like we were nineteen.
And drop me home like a queen.
I aced around the house like a pro
While he shares a few hours with his bro.

Then like a king, I serve his meal,
While we talk about his deal.
He says he is tired
So, I tuck the kids in.

Then one day, I was late
And he thought I was mislaid.
He lost his charm and turned me around
“Don’t you think I should know your whereabouts”!

Then I saw life
The joys were always a mirage
whilst sorrows, worries and pains
the reality.

My dreams are no longer mine
For I changed it when I said yes
I have been living for others,
While I have my life in plains and terrains.

One day they will know me
But alas, when is that one day?


Vandana Nath
Composed and presented during Women’s History Month

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Ecofeminism

Fiji, the land of blue lagoons,
with ancient wisdom still in blooms.
It burns with a sacred flame,
With our women's game.

From the mountains of Nausori Highlands,
To the shores of the islands,
Fijian women stand tall and strong,  
To protect and right all that was wrong.

They once believed that Earth and women are entwined,
Alas, that thought long resigned.
Until she saw her grieving,
Such deep sighs, please listen to her pleading. 

Finally, they rise to show the way,
To heal the Earth before we have to pay. 
Raising awareness to direct action,
Fijian women, calling for retraction. 

Together, we'll create a world anew,
Where Earth and women are protected through. 
Where we sing praises to appreciate,
For all beings to live in harmony, wouldn’t that be great?