His Way Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
His Way
I fell badly he says in painful groan
His hand plastered for the broken bone
I didn’t slip nor in walk do I sleep
Or move in worries buried deep!
But still I fell in broad daylight
In clear view and clean eyesight
Without a pothole a hidden bump
Walking without a hop or a jump!
It’s painful though I don’t mind
God is so great He is so kind
He led me like a true guide
Ensuring I fall on my left side.
It's His way of showing grace
minimizing harm lessening distress
with my right hand working and free
my life is as normal as could be!
Appreciate your write! ....beautifully penned.........loved it...................Wish you and your loved ones a great X-mas!
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I sense the satire in these lines! There are people who see the positive side of everything and thank God's Providence! The protagonist of this story must be such a man! I am sure, life is easier for such people than those who look upon everything through the grid of reason! An interesting write, Pradip! ! Enjoyed! !