CRACKED,yet not DESTROYED

 Cracked Line in the sky

Ever sat in the dark and watch the bright sky?

Saw the cracked lines?

🤔

Maybe you didn't look hard enough?

Numerous cracked lines,unevenly arranged beautify the bright sky as it shone its light on the dark earth

And the more I looked at those cracked lines,I appreciate the imperfection of the sky and even more how it shines brightly with those cracked lines(beautiful scar)🌞 upon the face of the earth...I could see everything outside around me this night maybe faintly or almost clearly without putting on my lamp.....

All thanks to this uneven CRACKED beauty🥰

The same way it applies to us "HUMAN"...with just few CRACKS,we hide and refuse to show the world what we can do...and how much we can shine those bright light of ours....how much we can rule and do great things🤌

Hmmmm,maybe it's time we come out to show the world how powerful our unbroken and uneven wonderfully CRACKED scar/scars is/are and how bright we can shine if we don't let that bully us into hiding 🤌


Try and look at the sky tonight and see for yourself  how those numerous uneven CRACKS are dominating the sky unapologetically..... 

Giving back to the earth like it was perfect.......

SHINING ITS BRIGHT LIGHT like it was never CRACKED❤


Cracked,yet not destroyed ❤

Itunu Azeez 

Comments

  1. UnknownApril 21, 2022 at 8:19 AM

    Nicely penned

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  2. OlajumokeMay 4, 2022 at 10:11 PM

    This is well written, and it's amazing how you made something beautiful out of something broken. Keep writing ❤️

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