Spices To Entice Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Expectations to be treated,
By increasing tricks...
Could not be avoided.
Too slick they came and came they did,
Quick.
With teasing sweets added,
To prevent dramatic childish fits.
Since...
Everyone HAD to HAVE THAT!
And...
Everyone HAD to HAVE THIS!
And...
When it was discovered everyone tricked,
Could not afford everything they wanted...
Spices to entice,
Trapped to encapture...
Even those suspicious standing in line to then find,
Although they too had pockets empty...
They were invited to become freely addicted.

And so...
That's how everyone,
Began trading in their souls.

'Why do the people moan? '

They have awakened to discover loans unpaid,
Closed the exits to further escapades.
And ownership had been delusions made.
Delusions made for the sake of making impressions.

'And you? '

I faked what they could get made me unhappy as hell.

'And did it? '

I said I faked the wanting to taste,
The THIS and THAT of nonsense.
I aint about to sell my soul.