For the box to be sealed
It needs tape to seal it
This tape, permanent in it's fashion
Bonds with the box,
Flowing from one end to another.
The tape appears a good, for it seals the box
But for the box to be opened...
The tape is in the way
It blocks the path
We cannot see into the box.
But what about the face of the box?
The need is so desperate
To see into the box
There are many Who do not think
Of the face of the box.
If we tear the tape from the box
There is crying and pain
The ripping sound heard from far away
A scar is left, to mar the box
An ugly and painful reminder.
If we cut the tape in perfect place
There is no pain and ripping
There is not sorrow and anger
There is left, a memory of the past
An image of once was, a lesson once learned.
Once the tape has been placed
The box will never be the same
Forever memory of the tape
Either a scar with pain, anger and sorrow
Or a wisely memory accepted and a wisely lesson learned.
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