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TOO SMALL BUT IT SHATTERED THE WORLD!

It was just a small thread that joined a piece of cloth,
that the wearer ignored or was too busy to notice,
little by little it kept pulling out as the friction increased ,
At last an arm was lifted to reach a file on the shelf,
and two pieces too ugly were poking,
the shame to the wearer in the middle of a very important meeting!

it needed just some glue or a cobblers thread and needle,
but time was limited ,
it was to be worn,the other pair was faulty too.
It had just rained and too muddy was the path.
Only afew steps and the socks were soaked,
the feet became wet,
the sole was lost in the mud,
The haste to reach and accomplish something,
the shame to the wearer in the middle of the path!

It was just a naked wire that gave light to the house,
it had remained so for a time,
it was just nothing,
the owner was busy doing this and that,
a finger touched it ,
the hand went cold ,
within no time is gone too soon,
To the world of the spirit!

Too small but it shattered the world,
too little to bring shame yet seems harmless,
the little things that matter too much.
"usipozimba ufa utajenga ukuta"
mend  a crack before the wall falls.



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