The Book King

Almost childlike I dream about books
Someday the quest to be a king.
The book king, if you will.
Maybe it's destiny or maybe my true calling.
The tenacious hunger to be filled with wisdom, knowledge & understanding.
The plot thickens abroad.
That's why I read & i read repeatedly, til my head hurts or till i fall fast asleep.
This book that book they all gives me pleasure.
Testing myself in dim to intensifying light, to no light at all.
My trusty candlelight is easy & on standby ofcourse.
I've read some 450 to 1,000 pages at a time.
My timing was remarkable it became easy, i timed them myself.
But a book is still just a book, whether 50 to 100.
Seems I'm not satisfied til I reach that skylight number.
Finished or not, this became my passion.
My passion then became my obsession.
Enticed & seduced in my desire for books.
Whatever the expense it's my ticket in hand.
To places I've never been, to places I can only dream about.
Then my eyes opened to these powerful tools, teaching me to reach my goals & beyond.
My golden chance that can change the world.
In my quest to be amongst the greatest of them.
First ever,
The book king.