He was holding
with all his might
to the rope
of faith ;
still infant
still vibrant and fresh
loud voice.

In the blink of an eye,
he's tested brutally ,
dragged by force,
He urged to choose
between the devils
and the red sea ,
between what's right
and what's wrong,
between himself
and otherselves ,

when the faith
was still infant
or young as sour mango
not even ripened
still learning to recite .
Why too harsh ?
mortified
dumbstrucked
ambivalent
in dilemma
Only God Knows
his fights
the struggles ...