Fire Was The Last One To Read This Book – I

Theme, Tone, Meter Subject so Illusive

Matters, meanings And Moments Illustrative

We have relinquished our place at the council table

We have forsaken our Duty to protect the arts

We have been overcome By our own eviscerating criticism

We have severed the artisan’s Hand from the corporal community

We have left them behind To suffer the brutality of the mob

They have come to the Library With torches — Our Words

Read In Fire