the emotions i'm at

Not A Box

There were once some people who all saw their lives like empty boxes

They looked around the world collecting up the things they liked

They filled their lives in boxes with the goodies that they gathered

And they all felt in control, content and they all felt all right

They climbed inside their boxes, they settled with their trinkets

They neither looked nor learnt much more and closed their lids up tight

Once they fastened up their boxes they smiled there inside

And they all thought in their darkness that the world was clear and bright

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 the piece of the peace of Islam

Along came a wandering wise man whispering 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"

He approached the second box and tapped thrice on the lid, saying,

"Peace to you inside, shall I show you a new way?”

Someone peaked 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."

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 the piece of the peace of Islam

He stood before the final box; a hiding face peaked out to him,

And much to his surprise he said, "I recognize those eyes"

"I see you and you see me, why not come out and be free?

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

Coz 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;

Now centuries lies between all the prophets, you and I,
Civilization are born and die each and every day,
We see good and bad and happy sad,
And made mistake we wished we hadn't made,
In our attempt to try and live up to their way,
But if we hide ourselves away,
Afraid to grow and learn, we might wake up in the flame of ignorant and sad burn,
And we will never be much more than casualties of war,
In a struggle we can't win if we have no faith to begin,
We got to tip the lid and let the sun light again,
Coz 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 the piece of the peace of Islam

Afraid to Read

How many words she’s read before,

she’s consumed two thousand books or more.

Musty pulp and glue soundproof her tiny room.

She cannot understand why this book in her hand fascinates her now so much that she’s almost shy to touch.

“Don’t think about the words it’s just a book - paper and ink”

She reaffirms, remind herself, “a book can’t dictate what to think.”

It invites, intrigues her more than others on her shelf

“Is it just another book?” - she sits questioning herself.

Oh Allah, she’s so afraid to read,

the wisdom that’s revealed may burrow in her mind

She’ll be obliged to admit,

She’ll be obliged to submit

But will she be strong enough to live the truth she finds?

Oh Allah, she’s so afraid to read.

-Dawud Wharnsby Ali..

dont. be. afraid. stay. strong. face.your. fears

-me-

Dont worry, dont be afraid, Allah is with us..

-anonymous-