Going Price Poem by Janis Land Raymer

The money's on the table...a business transaction done
now all that's left is to have a little 'fun'.
She takes off her clothes-dreading what's to come...
He climbs atop and uses her...he's satisified and done.

What's the going price
for a girl's dignity and pride?
all alone with her thoughts
no one in which to confide.

She lies on the table...her legs open wide
the doctor inserts his instruments-to get at the treasure inside
the pain is bad and long
but now, he says, the 'problem's' gone.

What's the going price
on an innocent child's life?
all alone with her thoughts
no one in which to confide.

She kneels at the altar...tears flow from her eyes
needing grace and forgiveness-from the pain a reprise
only He can redeem her...of this she's been told
through His death and resurrection-she has been reborn.

What's the going price
on freedom, grace, and dignity?
no longer alone with her thoughts
Christ Jesus in which to confide.


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