D Trini
D Trini in me will always flex meh feet To d rhythm of a carnival beat Kaiso or Soca, it doh matter So long as they have Trini humour Steel pan and bottle are our own musical delights To ears and eyes that witness this sight Masqueraders in costumes and colours galore Jumping and prancing to their heart’s content This world stage is our greatest event
Trini folklore is reason to quiver When La Diablesse, Soucouyant, Douens and Liaghoos take over D La Diablesse will deliver you to madness and certain death D Soucouyant will suck you dry until you die D Douens will lure yuh chirren into d forest loosing dem forever D Ligahoo is a master at disguise, she will wreck havoc in yuh lives Thank God dem tings are only a myth But bear in mind for yuh next trip
Trinis live in a mixed people land Where it doh matter d colour of yuh skin Black, white, red, yellow or green We try to make all inclusive A calaloo pot in the making Except when it come to politics and elections Then yuh see the race lines drawn across county divisions Party not person is d voter's obsession But when all is said and done d Trini culture rebounds Usually, all united as one (well unless you are exiled by your Government in times of a global and humanitarian crisis 😭😭🙃🙃😇)
