Unread

Just thoughts

With a title not quite bold enough
A cover not flashy or loud
Not catchy to the eye

On the shelf to remain
Pages, whole chapters unexplored
A life story unexplained

Slowly the changes began
The adaptations, the illustrations
Becoming what was needed in any situation

Rewritten and edited numerous times
All for the publics' consumption
The pleasure of the massess

The original misplaced
Hidden in some forgotten chapter
Buried somewhere in the margins
Translated into some foreign language

For a lover of books
A seeker of knowledge
There's a novel that is not lost, but not quite complete

It's waiting to be read
Waiting to be enjoyed
Just waiting