(Just thinking...what if nobody ever appreciated anything you did...?)
What if I never receive another round of applause?
Would I completely give up the cause?
Would I retire my pen and paper,
Into the archives of my memory
Under the section labeled ‘WHAT ONCE WAS’?
Would I sit down and reminisce
On the days when I had it?
When my words could sway solemn hearts into excitement,
When they could calm stormy waters within souls,
Culminating in an uproar of hand-claps,
Whistles and cheers.
What if today... they jeer?
What if today... I'm not hot?
And I perceive,
That every word passes without conceiving a single thought;
And my words just sit and rot
On supermarket shelves,
Like lost stock?
WHAT IF?
So, would you still write?
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