Faith

“You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is like an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.” 
― Mahatma Gandhi

The Brahmin chanted the mantras with intensity

As the multitude of flowers, spread their fragrance

He sprinkled turmeric and rubbed vermilion fiercely

Like those were the defining moments of his existence

In the idol, he could see something more, something more than I could see

For I could just see a sculpture and its creator’s brilliance

But nothing more, that looked like it could answer all my wishes

Then I saw the fakir with his peacock feathers

And many a people in prostration, in utter devotion

With their holy hymns in the mosque,peace flowed in rivers

The believers call it an act of catharsis, a divine Purification,

Their belief was palpable; I stood admiring them and their prayers

I still failed to understand what brought in their gratification

I couldn't find in it,any reply that acknowledges all my wishes

Then I saw the Reverend, a personification of kindness,

Like it was a rare diamond--he held the Bible close to his heart

A smile on his face, he looked like he knew the way to happiness

With a sonorous deep voice, he orchestrated his sermon like Mozart

They were pearls of wisdom, words of simple greatness

Yet, I couldn't find the belief’s source, the core, the start

Nothing that could help me trust that someone will listen to my wishes

What triggers the belief in people? I couldn't help but feel jealous

They've unquestioning trust in an entity, proven only in fables

Just then I saw a young lady offering food to a man, a homeless

His face lit up with an expression of belief! He smiled,like she were a gift of the angels

I realized the faith that stood unwavering inside me, now vociferous

It stood unfailing through genocides, massacres and brutal battles

My every wish can only be granted by the Mankind!
My Belief!! My Faith lies in the mankind!