Anonymity Just A Click Poem by Gordon D Wilkinson

Click, click it works
Perfectly timed
Flop, the papers fall
Covered with words
Relationships and thoughts
Racked in order
Click, the only sound
Building ever building
The mountain of paper rises
Perfect in symmetry
The written word encased
Click, click
Artists work produced
Millions of times
All the same
Click, click
Ten thousand, thousand pages
Stacked, separated
Authors name spread wide
Is it fame?
Just another futile game
Click, click they go
Anonymity?
Who can tell?
Just another name
Seeking fame
Click.