Madam Maya

Finger on the pulse of the world,
Proud and standing tall,
Rafting up tributaries to culture,
And seeing the beauty she carries.
Madam Maya taught how to be proud:
Proud of the herritage
Proud of the body
Proud of the mind.
She taught how appreciate
Even if others cannot give thanks.
Her rhymes were new.
But the beat,
The beat that she made,
It came from the ancestral drums of humanity.
She is life and she is love.
She is pride and she is confidence.
Maya the observer.
Maya the giver,
Maya the lover.