The name Sunday it began ever so long ago in time
Away back when all then worshiped the Sun..
As they thought of the Sun as God to them
Ever long ago when worshiping it itself begun..
The felt if the Sun never shone at all at anytime
Life could not and simply would never for any be..
And when one comes to think about their then logic
It would have made a lot more common sense to me..
So many symbols still remain in endless religions today
That indicate some form of the Sun in various ways..
The human race being somewhat insecure still as always
Feel they need to have something always as if to praise..
I myself ever so do have enough proof of life after here
I've experienced an NDE and my mother came to my bed..
One my father and the other my mother nine years dead..
I'm not ever telling any what to worship here and now in life
For myself here and now it's simply as always one day at a time..
I know right from wrong and in my life I always sing that song
An open minded captain of my own soul as always down the line..
I'm not here to impress any or anyone come what may in life
I do not expect any to ever go out of their way impressing me..
I know who I love and respect for them simply being themselves
Those who live and let live allowing others to do likewise in reality..
A way better world it could have always been and it well could be
In any amount of time ahead to come for one and all upon earth..
But it's not being a perfect world and having never been one at all
There will always be others that feel they own anything of worth..