Frozen by Choice

Show me the selection, what you got today
Help me pick my poison, and not to lose my way
Looking for that one, the choice above them all
And knowing in the end, I made the right call
What if I choose wrong, and pick the lesser one?
I might as well save the grief, and make the answer none

The AlFiebet – B

B is for beauty, you light up the room
Even at those times, when you show your gloom
B is for beauty, which you save for me
Not wanting to share it all, shy that you can be
B is for beauty, you got inside and out
Showing me the thing that I, cannot be without

A Dream so Obscene

When I was young, at the age of fifteen
My future was ahead, along with a dream
Working with order, with people nice and mien
Books filled with knowledge, library as my scene
Now a decade past, the world is ever mean
And has yet to fulfill, a dream so obscene

Death of Information

Being left behind, in a world of information
People now the focus, seeking justification
Houses of culture, all the books we spurn
Connecting to the Cloud, all books can burn
Then the day will come, when the Cloud flies away
And all of us wish, that the books had stayed