**OUR CALLING**

Selected we all are,
Hallowed we have all been,
For good works prepared beforehand,
To be shewn unto light,
Little deeds that makes big differences,
Big differences that will earn us the warm big pat on the back.

Unluckily,
Like a lost dog we have become,
With alacrity we bask in mundane act,
Because we fail to seek his face,
In his countenance lies coordinates,
Back to the right path,

He observes from afar as we defer from the good works,
Hoping we would realign ourselves back to our purpose,
Because in the end,
Our judgement will be according to what we were called to do,
And not according what we did.