poem

[friggin_names]

Everything for a Dollar

If my soul was at the market
and the market place was full
would you prtest against such witchcraft
or would you pay in full

Would you pay with silver pieces
or would you pay with a smile
would you walk away from the bargain
would you walk away, or crawl

Could you bare to see me taken
taken for a tole
by a stranger in the night
by a paganistic fool

If my soul was at the market
and my spirit free to speak
it would cry against such sorcery
and it would scream at you
it would tell you to flee....

Get away from the market square
go to the valley and be spared

Get away from the market square
Get away from there.