The Soul Store

Long queue of tiny tots,
Big and Small are their pots,
mumbling they ask is that the store?
Where we can buy a little bit of soul...

An angel white standing as guide says
Yes you will meet him inside
He is the one who lends the souls
You can ask him to fill your bowls...

Inside a room of shining white,
He sits in chair so grand,
they all bow and ask him,
Can we get a little bit of soul?

Off course he says but it comes at a cost...
What's the cost they ask him?
Be Kind and Happy in the blue…
So it doubles when you return it to me...

Off they jump…
Into the marble blue and white...
And land there with a thump!
Into the darkness and no light...

Bit by bit its shredded apart
Through Shattered Dreams and Broken Hearts
Through sometimes greed and at times malice,
they say this world is a cruel place...

So bit by bit it’s shredded apart,
till nothing of it is left inside,
Body this a hollow shell...
He who lent it mourns its loss...

The Soul is lost!
The Devil Awaits!
The Devil Smiles for his cauldrons hot...
The Devil Smiles for his cauldrons hot...

He though has not lost hope...
There is still Long queue of tiny tots
Big and small are their pots...
The sign says Open...
In front of his Soul Store...