In the market place of our life
- in the agora where we meet and act –
I want but one thing.
I will be shrewd
I should be smart
And being kind does not mean being soft and
forever nicy
In the market place of our life
we ought not to be trampled on and robbed.
we should be keen and able traders
we should be smart
To keep our eye only on the greatest
treasure
On the pearl of the greatest price
And not be run over by any cheap seller
selling us crap.
I know what I want
I want it all.
I have my time
I have my life
I have my soul
I will trade it all.
I know what I want.
I want everything.
What is the best price I can get for my
time?
For the motion of my heart
and the inclinations of my mind
For my body
For my education?
My thoughts?
My labor
My western privilege
My eastern heart
My intelligence
My beauty
My sexuality, my time, my ability, my
weakness, my heart
With my past
my future
my people.
their opinion of me, and their acts?
My wealth,
my poverty, my power
my time.
How should I trade
and what can I get that will last me
and always be mine?
Glory to God, I know what I want.
(Do I need to say it?)
I will sell everything
And follow Christ.
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