People Rather Shop Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

People rather shop,
Than to stop to pay attention.
'Do they'?
And people rather wish,
They were bright as shining stars.
'Do they?
But what about the ones,
Who have given up to do it to leave.
And...
What about the ones,
Taking their lives seriously.'

People rather shop,
Than to stop to hear and listen.
'Do they? '
And people rather gleam,
In bling worn to be seen.
'Do they?
But what about the ones,
Caring less who sparkles to glisten.
And...
What about the ones,
Wishing for someone to hear.'

People rather shop,
Than to stop to pay attention.
'Do they?
Do they?
But what about the ones,
Caring less who sparkles to glisten.
And...
What about the ones,
Wishing for someone to hear.
And...
What about the ones,
Who have given up to do it to leave.'

People rather shop,
Nonstop.
People rather not,
Listen.
'Do they?
Do they?
But what about the ones,
Who have given up to do it to leave.
And...
What about the ones,
Who are not easily deceived.'

But people rather shop,
Nonstop!
People rather do it with their minds blocked.
'Do they?
Do they?
And...
What about the ones,
Caring less who sparkles to glisten.
But...
What about the ones,
Who are not easily deceived.
And...
What about the ones,
Who have turned their backs to leave.'

People rather shop.
People rather shop.
People rather shop, nonstop.
People rather shop.
People rather shop.
People rather shop, than not!