Market

If we would stop pretending
For few moments a little bit
We'll all agree to one thing

The world is just a market
We are all out for best deal
It's cut-throat to state least

It's salesmen and bargainers
Who reach top society's cream
Romanticists feed from dreams

And here lies the greatest irony
Base reason for any transaction
Is the search for some fulfillment

That's what material can't fulfill
Comfort and excitement may be
But fulfillment comes from within