Poem: Selling Your Soul For the Glitter of Gold

Poem: Selling Your Soul for the Glitter of Gold
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Times are hard.

Prices increase.

Your desires¬†don’t cease.

You want what you want

and you want it now.

It doesn’t matter how

you get the things

that you so desire.

You’re selling

your soul

for the glitter of gold.

It doesn’t matter

about morality.

All that matters

is the final fee.

You agree to

an arrangement of a coupling

without being a couple.

You smile.

You dress

and let the money

relieve the stress.

What about the aftermath?

The years not yet come.

Will you look at this and laugh?

Will you hide this in your past?

It’s easier said than done.

You did what you did

and now you go on.