He came as a tiny Babe
That I may have access to Him
He Came as poor
That I may look at Him as the only riches
He came not to dominate
But to motivate
He came not to condemn
But to pardon
He came not to oppress
But to liberate
He came not to threaten
But to arouse confidence
He came not to destroy
But to build
He came not to put you in a trip
But lead you to the right track
He calls not to question you
But to answer your queries
He came not to terrorize
But instil confidence
He came not to attack your smartness
But to enable you to be elegant
He listened not to damage you
But to heal you
He came, He comes and He ever comes
Through me, through you and through others.
— Written by poetry- Shreejita Datta
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