Sacred Money by Writing

Writing field is notorious,

for paying peanuts,

But the few dollars I scrape,

feels like sacred money.

I have earned it,

by sharing knowledge,

wisdom to overcome challenges.

On the contrary,

an uncle sold liquor,

without a license,

he made people sick,

and in his amassed opulence,

gave dowry to his lazy daughters,

built temples too,

all show off,

to convince people,

see my material growth!

I cannot imagine,

such sinful life,

I earn few dollars by writing,

but it feels clean.

I don’t even need,

to please any God,

because I know,

I am blessed,

by a clean conscience.

No baggage of guilt,

on the shoulders,

is a richness, few appreciate.