Dawud Wharnsby Ali – The People of the Boxes

Dawud Wharnsby Ali – The People of the Boxes Lyrics

Artist: Dawud Wharnsby Ali
Song: The People of the Boxes

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 and boxes
With the goodies that they gathered
And they all felt in control
Content and they all felt alright

They climbed inside their boxes
They settlеd with their trinkets
They nеither looked, nor learned 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 a piece of the peace of Islam

Along came a wandering wiseman
Whispering such words of truth
He 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 is no lid, no doors
No cardboard flaps of locks
And everything in nature
From the clouds to the rocks

Is the piece of the puzzle
Of the purpose of man
Is the piece of the peace of Islam
He stood before the final box

A hiding face peeked out to him
And much to his surprise
He said, “I recognise 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

There is no lid, no doors
No cardboard flaps of locks
And everything in nature
From the clouds to the rocks

Is the piece of the puzzle
Of the purpose of man
Is the piece of the peace of Islam
Now the centuries lie between

All the prophets and you and I
Civilisations are born and die
Each and everyday
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 ways
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
There is no lid, no doors
No cardboard flaps of locks

And everything in nature
From the clouds to the rocks
Is the piece of the puzzle
Of the purpose of man

Is the piece of the peace of Islam
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Release Year: 2003