Pradip Chattopadhyay (28.01.1961 / Kolkata)
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!
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