I AM ON MY WAY

 
It's the season when men splurge without thinking 
For some reason they all just let go and let loose 
And my job is to keep them happy, keep them spending 
Retail sucks! 
But I must survive, my children are depending on me

Four weeks twelve hours a day on the grind
Sunday is all I have for my weary self 
And the pastor begins the roll call with my name 
Brother Barker are you here this morning?

With my head against the wall 
Using my bible as a pillow 
The stiffness in my neck was unfelt 
I felt comfortable in the most uncomfortable position 
Because it's Sunday, the only day I have for my weary self 

While in a twilight of a dream 
I heard the voice of my boss calling my name
This customer need some help ..

I jumped from my seat
The word of God flew across the floor 
As though carried on the wings of angles 

At the top of my voice I yelled 
I AM ON MY WAY!!
And the church said 
Amen!

Wilford Barker.