Poem -

Soul

Soul...

No not the music!

Inside you,

What God and Satan fight for.

What is it?

Tell me!

Yes, I really want to know.

I admit it...I do not have one.

Can I buy one?

Born with one...trapped inside me!

Ha!

Why should I try to save it?

From what?

Hell? 

Define Hell.

Sounds like we are already there.

I can sell my soul?

So how much is one worth?

If you cannot touch it,

Feel it,

See it,

Taste it,

Nor smell it,

How can it be real?

Oh...

So that is what a soul is.

So it is actually worth saving.

...show me how...please?

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