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14-03-05, 07:55 AM
The Box of Crayons
If you were to go to a shop
And bought a box of crayons
And when you get back home
To colour your picture
You find one of the crayons missing,
What would you do?
Would you:
Start colouring without making a hassle
And try to make the best of what you have?
Or:
Go back to the shop and ask for an exchange
Because of the missing crayon?
I would start colouring without making a fuss.
But that’s not the point.
The point is that whether you start colouring
Or go for an exchange,
Either way you’re aware that
There’s a crayon missing.
You know that there’s an
Empty space in the box.
This is life.
The box is our Earth and
We are the crayons.
We come in different colours
And textures,
Without any one of us
The Earth would feel empty.
Our nature is delicate,
We get broken easily
So we need to be handled carefully.
No one of us can replace another,
We all have our own place
And we all bring a unique touch
To this Earth.
We put the colour and liven up
This Earth.
Each of us contributes in
A different way.
We share the same box.
If the box gets broken
From one side,
It’ll affect us all.
We are the crayons,
This Earth is our box.
The box of crayons.
- Tahir Rashid
http://www.tahirrashid.com
If you were to go to a shop
And bought a box of crayons
And when you get back home
To colour your picture
You find one of the crayons missing,
What would you do?
Would you:
Start colouring without making a hassle
And try to make the best of what you have?
Or:
Go back to the shop and ask for an exchange
Because of the missing crayon?
I would start colouring without making a fuss.
But that’s not the point.
The point is that whether you start colouring
Or go for an exchange,
Either way you’re aware that
There’s a crayon missing.
You know that there’s an
Empty space in the box.
This is life.
The box is our Earth and
We are the crayons.
We come in different colours
And textures,
Without any one of us
The Earth would feel empty.
Our nature is delicate,
We get broken easily
So we need to be handled carefully.
No one of us can replace another,
We all have our own place
And we all bring a unique touch
To this Earth.
We put the colour and liven up
This Earth.
Each of us contributes in
A different way.
We share the same box.
If the box gets broken
From one side,
It’ll affect us all.
We are the crayons,
This Earth is our box.
The box of crayons.
- Tahir Rashid
http://www.tahirrashid.com