It had been a library
Once
I guess it still was
Though
What did that matter
Once
I guess it still was
Though
What did that matter
Few
Enough left who could
Read
The irrelevant past
Now
Silly stories of
Love
Self help for plentiful
Times
Dystopian imaginings for a world of
Ease
So it was no wonder salvagers
Found
No value in printed
Words