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The People of the Boxes

November 6, 2006

Salaam, here’s a great song by Dawud Wharnsby. I think he really made his point! Made me think, made me question & made me ponder. The music is excellent as well! Down below is the lyric, which is just BRILLIANT if you can appreciate the message in it!

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THE PEOPLE OF THE BOXES
Dawud Wharnsby Ali
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There were once some people who all saw their lives like empty boxes
They looked all around the world, collecting up the things they liked
They filled their lives and empty boxes with the goodies that they gathered
And they all felt in control, content, and they all felt alright

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Then they climbed inside their boxes and they settled with their trinkets
They neither looked, nor learned much more and closed their lids up tight
Once they’d fastened up their boxes they smiled there inside
and they all thought in their darkness that the world was clear and bright!

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c/o:
But the world is not a box
There’s no lid, no doors, no cardboard flaps or locks
and everything in nature from the clouds to the rocks
is a piece of the puzzle of the purpose of man
It’s a piece of the peace of Islam

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Along came a wondering wise man whisperingbox1
such words of truth
who stumbled on these boxes so separate side by side
He knocked upon the first one saying,
“Please come out and feel the day.”
An answer came from deep within,
“You’re not of us, please go away.”


box2He approached the second box and tapped thrice on the lid saying,
“Peace to you inside, shall I show you a new way?”
Someone peeked out from a crack and said,
“You may just have a point,
but it’s so comfy in my box,
in my box here I will stay.”

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He stood before the final box, a hiding face peeked out to him,box3
and much to his surprise, he said
“I recognize those eyes! I see you and you see me
so why not come out and be free?

Faith and flowers wilt and die
if they are hidden from the sky!

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Now centuries lie between all the prophets and you and Ivalentine
Civilizations are born and die each and every day
We see good and bad and happy-sad
and made mistakes we wish we hadn’t made
in our attempt to try and live up to their way

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But if we hide ourselves away, afraid to grow and learnpalestineboy
we might wake up in the flames of the ignorance that burns
and we’ll never be much more than only casualties of war
in a struggle we can’t win if we have no faith to begin

We’ve got to tip the lid and let the sunlight in..

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p/s: which box are we in?

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11 Syawal 1427H
Galway.

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