By Ruhudeen Ali
March 17th, 2006
The heart is a diamond, beautiful to the beholders but in essence only a hardened stone.
It glitters through its pretty speech but it was buried deep within the earth.
Being formed through thousands of years of compression, is it a wonder that people flock to this stone?
“A girl’s best friend!” What makes you so precious? Besides your form what else do you have to offer?
You are soft to the eyes but hard to the touch.
Your beauty blinds us to your coarse nature.
Your origin was a forgotten land.
How much effort did it take to bring you out of it?
Diamonds are not rare, they’re found in everyone’s chest.
They attract the shallow of mind only to be let down in the end.
So before you chase madly in pursuit of this rock,
remember that the bowels of earth will one day again be its inheritor.
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