A Simple Sunday

A lazy day No work waitng for you No routine No restrictions You may not obey the time No need to rush for breakfast Traffic jams and crowds become nonsense Breakfast become brunch You may cook some maggie mee to start the day And packaged food or canned food For the rest of the day Confined to a self lockdown You stuck to the handphone or tv And the world is at your finger tips Day and night have no difference The sun never rise and set untill tomorrow Free of the mind and free of the soul For one day only And maybe a prayer for the world to go round once more tomorrow