You could find us on a floor,
On a ceiling, or a wall.
You could find us in a playground,
In a park, or in a hall.
You could find us in a church,
In a Mosque, or Mithraeum.
You could find us in a school,
A library, or museum.
We are made from broken pieces;
Shattered glass, tiny stone,
Ceramics of all colours,
Fragments of shell and bone.
Every piece is different,
Important and unique.
Just rubble on our own
But together we can speak.
Together we are more than the sum of our parts.
Together we are strong, beautiful art.
Together we can live.
Together we can give the world it’s heart.
On a ceiling, or a wall.
You could find us in a playground,
In a park, or in a hall.
You could find us in a church,
In a Mosque, or Mithraeum.
You could find us in a school,
A library, or museum.
We are made from broken pieces;
Shattered glass, tiny stone,
Ceramics of all colours,
Fragments of shell and bone.
Every piece is different,
Important and unique.
Just rubble on our own
But together we can speak.
Together we are more than the sum of our parts.
Together we are strong, beautiful art.
Together we can live.
Together we can give the world it’s heart.
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