Cabbages and shoes

Half my life I've tried to stand back,

not be seen,

not be noisy,

waiting patiently,

hoping to be noticed;

just so I could buy a head of cabbage,

or a pair of shoes that weren't going to fit anyway.

I kneel in awe and reverence,

humble and trembling,

kneeling before the great god,

mighty and heartless,

the new god,

whose name is "The Market".