Can Books Stand Tall
I look across the room in hope
Few books, a rope
I tie them all,
Afraid to fall
Experiences are to climb
Ladder of time
Yet I tie books
Soldiers at crooks
Books are my weapons at combat
But Life is brat
The pages tear
All left is fear
24.7.2021
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