Books and books and

         Books

Filled with old thoughts

         Scratched

With a pen and some

         Ink

How much time spent writing 

         Forgotten

Dust has settled, the wildew

         Rots

Only insects no inhabit 

         Pages

Lost forever in bygone

         Libraries

O Alexandria! Wherefore art

         Thou?

Hidden in the sands, buried 

         Underneath

Now all the Children play

         Idly

Only one curious mind

         Digs

Beneath the sandbox, lies

         a World of Knowledge.