when I work for others, it’s called labor, if for myself – is it fine?
technology claims to have solutions, but entails a cost – all mine
politicians help only when I vote, I know they don’t stand for me
someday they’ll invent miracles, watch the little hands that follow me
hunt for investors, give away rights, but that’s how the world goes – why crib?
meanwhile let’s share our burden as much as we can, think hard and talk glib
It is a set of 17-syllable Amercian Sentences written for What Do You See, hosted by our friend Sadje

Great take on the prompt. Well done ma.
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Thank you so much!
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You are a sharp observer, Reena. After reading your comment I noticed two hands of a minor one. Beautiful take.
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Thank you so much, Indira!
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Sharing our burden is so important ma’am ❤️ Love this reflective piece.
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Thank you, Aboli! Sharing with whom is always a moot question. I see a child’s pair of hands behind this lady.
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So well written and expressed Reena. You’ve presented the arguments from both sides. Thanks for joining in.
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Thank you so much, Sadje!
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You’re most welcome
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