Artificial Sales Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

People shopping, looking for good deals, noticing sale items
aren't as good as they're purported to be.

Rushing around, pushing carts, trying to grab all they can,
without thinking about prices or what they're doing.

Some sauntering, looking lost, not knowing what to believe
anymore.

Purchasing items that aren't needed, spending money they
don't have, just to get the feelings that buying something
requires.

After leaving and going home, guilty feelings set in, and
people are asking themselves why did I buy all this junk
that I don't even need.