BETWEEN A MONDAY MORNING AND A SATURDAY EVENING

He got up that Sunday morning with hope
that the place that he was going to
would be unlike the places that he had tried before
There was something that he wanted to know
which some people said he would find there
but they themselves didn't seem too excited about it all
All through his life he had known some people who went there regularly
but it never came across his mind
that this place would be what he was looking for
Because they came here every week
and it never seemed to help them
with what life offered during the rest of the week
Since he didn't have anything to lose
he decided to go anyway
Hoping to find what he wanted

He didn't want a religion,
No, he didn't want a set of rules
He just wanted to know something that would
give him even the slightest clue
to what life was supposed to be about
because he couldn't make sense of it anymore
If there was something after the end
that made it worth its while

He walked into the building a little early
because he had never been there before
incase there was something he should know
and he sat in the last row of benches
They sang about stuff that he had come here to find
but the music they sang it to
seemed like they themselves hadn't found it.
because they were singing about
something that they were passionate about
but the music that they sang it to wouldn't make him
want toscream and shout it out
The speaker spoke about love manifested on a wooden
love that united God and so that
man didn't have to look down to God anymore.
Those who came there regularly
only smiled and greeted
the people whom they knew

He didn't want a religion,
No, he didn't want a set of rules
He just wanted to know something
that would give him even the slightest clue
to what life was supposed to be about
because he couldn't make sense of it anymore
If there was something after the end
that made it worth its while

Before he could decide to talk to the speaker
he noticed someone who he knew
Someone who he knew
who came to this place regularly
He knew him well enough to know that
he didn't have what he wanted
So, he decided to walk away
Because he came here every week
and it never seemed to help him
with what life offered between a
Monday morning and a Saturday evening
He either ended up getting frustrated giving in as much
handling it in the way he would
or just staying away from it all
Surrounded by a world
Created by what he believed
But that's not what his life's about

He didn't want a religion,
No, he didn't want a set of rules
He just wanted to know something that would
give him even the slightest clue
to what life was supposed to be about
because he couldn't make sense of it anymore
If there was something after the end
that made it worth its while