Let them treat me as a foot mat (Let it go), a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

Let them treat me as a foot mat (Let it go)

a poem by Reginald Ajay Jacob, India

Let them treat me as a foot mat,

Even then a purpose is served,

He washed the feet of his disciples,

Even master his disciples served.

Don't feel disheartened oh my soul,

Life has its highs and lows,

Million-dollar advice is this,

Let it go, let it go, let it go.

Note:- Christ himself washed his disciples' feet