Pawning In Their Hearts Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Pawning in their hearts,
Are the people who are pitiful.
Selling souls to fools who sold them...
On happiness to get,
And what is success.

Pawning in their hearts,
Are the people who are pitiful.
Selling souls to fools who sold them...
On happiness to get,
And what is success.

A limelight wanted.
With names to shine bright.
High in flashing neon,
Appearing in broad daylight.
And to be seen at night.

But never ever did they get the feeling,
Of success or a lasting...
Happiness.
Believing if they sold their souls,
For some gold they would get.

Pawning in their hearts,
And shocked to find them worthless.
Pawning in their hearts,
To find dirt has more worth.
Pawning in their hearts,
And shocked to find them worthless.
Pawning in their hearts,
To find dirt has more worth.

Pawning in their hearts,
Moaing for their souls again.
Pawning in their hearts,
But no souls they own.
Pawning in their hearts,
Moaing for their souls again.
Pawning in their hearts,
But no souls they own.