The library clerk has not remained a library clerk
But has turned into an officer
And the problem is
If everybody turns into an officer
Of some rank,
Who will work in the office?
Leave the acquiring of knowledge
As it may come to unexpected too
Anytime to anybody else
Who ever cleans the book shelves and racks,
The company with the books will itself
Make anyone knowledgeable
But I am sure of
They did not come reading after
As knowledgeable beings,
Now have become
As this is their business
And had it been so,
A mere look at their career will state it so.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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