Today the library is quiet
and empty of people
except for two staff members
and me listening to Scarborough Fair with Paul Simon’s Canticle.
In this silent building of books instead
of guns, there are computers in
need of cleaning and polish.
As I listen to the pure quiet seriousness of voices and guitar
I too feel like a soldier
fighting for a cause long ago forgotten.
OR not forgotten; Simon donated his “America” to