We all, are authors
Each, given a led and a book
To give an account of our Odyssey in life
Some bad books taken off the shelf
On the reckoning day
Condemned along with their authors
For failure to amend their missteps

Good ones, with smiles
In the faces of their authors
Were shelved by the Creator, matters least is sizes
Some were shelved despite series of erasing
With good contents
Tiny, medium, big books alike, displayed
As Master presents the gifts to writers