So, here goes my attempt at writing using heroic couplet. I call this piece “Money Trumps Everything”; a satirical look at writing and publishing without the benefit of social and financial ‘leg-ups’.
From these ungilded hands is surely wrenched
A life forethought, by views so deep entrenched.
No torment more complete than this it seems,
To work so hard and never reach those dreams.
Beyond the control of one life’s merit;
Value placed is measured in a karat.
For indeed if all the fields were even,
Strength would stand before mere social leaning.
So still I find my time is not inclined
To measure up to piles of cash assigned.
Now, where do I pay? 😉