Selling Souls
Pay me in compliments, keep your money
The unbreakable one wishes not to be bribed
A pride that cannot be loaned
Expensive swagger that can't be borrowed
I stand alone with courage adjacent to my hip
Wanting to be loved and not purchased
Dollars will not make me fold nor will it make me change
A bulletproof ideology and a hardened cranium
Those who attempt to check me, undoubtedly bounce
For this soul, is not for sale
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
