Day Of Rest
Seven days a week,
A day of rest cannot be had.
A day to pay thanks,
A day to enjoy the company of loved ones.
Sunday the holy day,
The day Christ arose from the dead.
Now we work everyday,
Working for the green of the dollar.
Culture changes I understand,
We have to move with the time I hear.
I feel we’ve lost our way,
Sunday is now an extension of the weekend.
Sunday roast being replaced by fastfood.
Time with our families being lost through greed.
Church bells fall on deaf ears.
Being replaced by the sound of cash draws opening.
I’m not one to preach, I have no love for god.
Shouldn’t we have a day to rest has one,
To enjoy our time together, with family and friends.
In this day and age I’m losing faith in mankind,
We have lost our day of rest.