Sunday is holy just for him,
I hope to focus only on Him,
To rest on His wings, not another
To take communion and not drink another

To cling to the holy letters,
To stay true in this game of lies.

Life is chess, a mess and recess
Sunday to calm, acess and praise!

O! Dear where do I go after,
This Sunday but above in the altar
For a warm welcme and another.

- OLAITAN ABIODUN