My Sunday's

My Sun days are not just like other days I go to church as religious men does,
but the sacred day i weekly sit to count,recoup and recourse

"Where would I be from hence when this so called trends shall shallow ceased it's chase"
that reigns and do reinforcing on after every other weekends
I found this to do alot of creeps
Where do men goes when they sleeps

What occupied thier subconscious while they feels about life stills
What happened to past heroes that slept the dusthills
Thus I weighed to found my reasons that shall happen onto this ones too that are on treadmills

Unpon those that fears not
 times stealthily when the spirit that smote Herod shall comes
Should it caught man unawares and how brutally if we unprepared

Hallowed Sundays!