Indexed online, indexed pages,
Indexed superfluous since ages;
Searches indexed far reaching
what,
Per se in quantity in unenlightened mazes!
And so indexed manipulative,
maybe not,
If not, then in selfsame rot;
Alas! If controlled, then are caught,
With thinkers’ who ‘abide’ such
thoughts.
There ain’t few or many but
infinite,
No end; but if there’s, inexplicably
opined;
And if indexed so much truly bind?
ERR! Not always, as never built
to shine!
So, there aren’t one or two or
few searches,
As many one can see as many
pages;
Indexed is life of what’s front
or behind,
As numbers in it not pages illumined. ☹