Monday, March 8, 2010


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

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

They climbed inside the boxes, they settled with their trinkets

They neither looked nor learnt much more and close 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 door no cardboards flaps or locks

And everything in nature from the clouds to the rocks

Is a piece of a puzzle of a purpose of man

It’s a piece of a piece of Islam

Along came a wondering wise man whispering such words of truth

Who stumbled on these boxes so separate side by side

He knocked upon the first on saying, “Please come out and fell 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 the crack and said, “You may just have a point, but it’s so comfy in my box, in my box here I will stay

Chorus

He stood before the final box; a hiding face peaked up 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.”

Cause the world is not a box…(Chorus)

Now centuries lie between all the prophets and you and I

Civilizations are born and die each and every day

We see good and bad and happy-sad and mad mistakes we wish 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 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 some sunlight in

Cause the world is not a box…(Chorus)

3 comments:

PeArl BuSyra said...

Ketahuilah sesungguhnya.......................... Inilah penulisan Basyirah Zulkifli yang ciwan ciplak.. Ha3!

Ridwan Zulkifli said...

X YAH DOK TIPU SANGAT LAAA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

PeArl BuSyra said...

Uuuu... Sensetifnya..

Post a Comment

-Soldier of Allah- © 2008 Template by:
SkinCorner