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The panic of failure is an evidence of lack of faith
While the believe in the impossible to be possible shows massive faith
The sunlight before my eyes portrayed a life full of promise and fulfilment
Then turned the table with a slap of disaster
Little did I believe this bright day was the day I was to loss my job.

From my spiritual father on my way home
All was clear and the faith was strengthened
I saw on my phone a recall by the management board of my lost job
The heart of thanksgiving dominated my ego to the extent that I lost track 
I even forgot I was walking with my legs, like a bird I was flying.

On my arrival the smile was apparent 
All I knew was to get back to post  
I instead met the presence of the police
The peace in my heart got torn all of a sudden
I knew I had done no wrong though.

That night I slept by my  bare-chested on the dirty floor of the disowns’ chamber
A place as dark as how my heart had turned out to be
Without a known charge, I was charged for the abuse of my rights 
I fumbled with my mind’s reasoning
All had turned the back at me, not even an ant paid me a visit.

With no idea of the charges laid against me in the police report
I repeated what I had said in the interrogation the police had with me
As I stood in that box in the court
That box that makes the bravest seem to lie in a cozy baby buggy
All the words in the courtroom, but ‘Not guilty’ from the judge were thunders in a stormy day!
The mid-morning sun met me again with all its brightness
Surely a promise of a good day with no direction of exploits and destination of faith
The hand that touched me from behind purged my heart and seem to tell me
‘Get back, there has been an appeal on the case’
It was to announce my appointment of a good company to a position of Human Resource Manager.

I am roaming around the world with my new position
The compensation for false accusation went to charity!
When no ant visited me, now elephants are running after me.
The seed that is sown on the fertile grounds of faith
Will surely rot to almost fall off the cliff but will germinate to bare fruits!
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