Leo Shelton © from the recently released “RHYTHMS – Poetry and Muse”

For many, it’s Sunday mornings that make them proud
They praise and sing and shout out loud
I’d never try to steal their thunder
But let no man put asunder
Just give me my Saturday nights!

My fellowship takes place
In life’s rat race
Where boogies are echoed true
Where boozing and sinning
And conquests and winning
Takes place outside the pews

Where booty’s shake
And people make
Promises never fulfilled
But everything you want
And everything you need
Is a negotiable deal

So, just give me my Saturday nights
And the alleyways to roam
Don’t wait up for me
Just pray for me
That I’ll find my way back home
On Sunday Mornings