Eyes glazed, I gazed at the shelf,
At enchiridions in the Thinkers’ Library
My fingers traced the cracked spines,
Of the dusty lines, no memory,
Recalling my feet falling towards,
This bookcase, neglected by so many,
Surprised to see here, Wells, H.G. –
In the same category of Sartre, J.P.
Theology, sociology, sex, faith, art,
Metaphysics, mythology, all played a part,
In creating philosophy and songs for Singers,
Poetry, prose and ink-stained fingers,
The war of words, like Thor’s thoughts of thunder,
The stench of the trench in a world torn asunder.