The Lamenting Spelling!

I am spelling The alphabet's linear dwelling In the composition and construction of a word To give sense and sensitivity Mastering me also Has been part of efficiency in language learning Writing words correct in order of alphabet During dictation has been an art and knowledge Marks were reduced for writing or telling pronunciation Of me incorrectly; It was a shame then not to master me; I was also at the top of Learning, of three "r" s Such I, the heart and Art of language learning Is now being massacred inhumanly None cares to learn, know or write me correctly; A full word I make with Good number of letters; Now reduced to single letter; Adding salt to my wounds, Am even replaced by digits Where shall I go now? Where shall I dwell now? Am not used to living or having place to be outside languages; Am not able to bear this humiliation Heaped on me by insincere learners From being chief part of language learning I became an exile, a refugee, an untouchable Refuge in realms of language learning and communication I am buried alive By the youthful but carefree and careless; Not sincere, unenthusiastic, lazy, hasty, Differently - innovative SMS, MMS, NETizens! Is there any one to listen to my wailing, To see my plight; Thrown down from the peaks of Mastering languages! God save me; God save languages from becoming formless And extinct