Is writing mean nothing,
these days?
It sure feels so.
I have written hundreds of articles
over years,
lots of time and effort,
made it possible.
I have poured my wisdom there,
expertise, experience too.
And I get ten cents.
When I think that’s a shame,
next day I get three cents.
I gasp.
A new height of humiliation.
What is this?
When the cost of everything
is touching the sky,
written words are dirt cheap.
My heart is broken.
Dreams shattered.
Where are we heading?
We name ourselves Homo sapiens,
but there is no value for knowledge,
those who raise awareness,
show the perils in plain sight,
are spoilsports.
Keep sending prayers,
as disasters keep appearing.
About the Creator
Seema Patel
Hi, I am Seema. I have been writing on the internet for 15 years. I have contributed to PubMed, Blogger, Medium, LinkedIn, Substack, and Amazon KDP.
I write about nature, health, parenting, creativity, gardening, and psychology.
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Comments (3)
I understand this, but the writing must continue. For me, it is the air I breathe.
So sad 🌺🌺🦋🌺🌺🌺
It is disheartening, IK.