I have a mission that is mine to own,
but it is not just my mission alone,
with my mission I am obliged to share,
we must glorify God everywhere.
Because I am sore tired of this old Earth,
and tired of cultivating my net worth.
All the material things of this place,
will go to the winner of the rat race.
A desire to meet Jesus is burning,
deep down in my soul I have a yearning,
for the golden streets of Heaven to roam,
I am more than ready to travel home.
But I can not even begin to plan,
my journey home to Heaven thusly grand,
until we have finished our work down here,
and we've taken the word to every ear.
My part in this marvelous endeavor,
is to try writing poems so clever,
to spread God’s holy message far and wide, to duly fulfill my role as God’s Scribe.