The bookshelves nearly creak beneath
the clamorous weight of elbowed voices
pleading from their covers to be heard.

Aligned against me is an army of books
I shall never hope to conquer in a lifetime;
and still I keep on adding to their ranks.

And papers, journals, magazines
and texts, emails and the internet
pouring in distractions like a sea.

Horizons are no resting place. Updates
and revisions are a given and science
gives to certainty a frown of constant doubt.

When did we forget the worth of silence
and march towards a world of words instead?
Much written would be better left unread.

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