Avery huge volumes of books
With writings and contents mutated
Some pages soiled blank
Leaves worn dog eared
Original ideas probed and decimated
It is a palimpsest.
Very huge buildings of universities
Monumental laboratories in there
Libraries with archaic literature on shelves
Cultures with ego but without research
Where snobbery aristocracy thrives
It is a palimpsest.
A very big continent in size
With oceans, lakes and mountains
Climate distorted by avarice
Poverty amid artificial cultures
With no original civilization vestiges
It is a palimpsest.
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