From the sands of time comes clay tablets,
For the inscriptions of men shall not be a casket.
Why shall I speaks of the seven gods of summaries?
For they revealed cuneiform as they spoke in uniform, reformed to informed the centuries.
Like the ‘walk of ideas’ sculpture—
knowledge in adages, wisdom to the fools and understanding for the ones standing.
As the coats of my forefathers stays abounding, banding, commanding and demanding,
The A.B.C.D inscribed for findings…
Write a book…
Read a book…
Keep a book…