‘Kiri Bath’ and Identity

By Lynn Ockersz

The Golden Harvest is in,

And it’s time to rejoice,

Over the Sun’s free-giving,

But the denizens of the Isle,

Would do wise to see here,

A time for also uniting,

For, the tillers of the soil,

Whose priceless labours,

Make the ‘Kiri Bath’ bubble,

And spread joy all around,

Amid rising costs of ‘Kevili’,

Have no separate identities,

Save the badge of honour,

That comes from honest labour,

Expended in the paddy fields,

Of the land’s North and South.