Knowledge.

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I was in my room studying.
As I read over the text
I threw down the books
In disgust.
What had they to offer me,
More practical knowledge?
What need did I have for that?
I had already attained
Enough to sustain myself.
Nothing left to learn interested me,
My wit being keen on it's own.
Alas, knowledge I seek
Cannot be found in such books,
Not even the good book itself.
Answers...to questions that
Have plagued me all my life.
Why am I here;
Where am I going;
What is my purpose
I must know!
The one book that might enlighten me
Is always beyond my grasp.
That unwritten tome;
The unpublished novel;
The future...