Verse

What if Hearts were sold
By the sidewalk
Suspended into air
Defying the norms.
One for everyone
That seeks to love!
Or be loved.
Flying high in the human jungle
Above the hustle and bustle
Of betrayals and breaks.
What if hearts were priced to go..
Affordable, reliable
Where they come crossing our paths
For sale.
 With iron clad warranties
And fool proof service
That talks listens and nurtures.
What if hearts were hawked
Would that bankrupt many businesses
Of therapies, spirits and substances??
All one needs to do, is exchange a few pennies
For eternal peace and belonging.
What if Hearts were actual gadgets
Existing out of the flawed human bodies?
Out of selfish ends and prejudices.
Would the world be a better place
If hearts were for sale?
Or would it just make the irony
A tad more ironical??

Inspired by the hawker of hearts I spotted recently, somewhere out there.