Holy day daily rises

Carry the load of many liars
The known untruth suppliers
Sun makes us to shine
Leave aside dark and make to feel fine
Keeps road open
To walk with any ambition
Enough of time given
To earn bread and make happily driven
We play with devil’s design
Not rest until someone’s fate is signed
The sky do not extend cover
The moon moves with show of silver
Why do we need un-holiday?
When everything is open and stays
Even Monday can become holy
When we start fresh and get ready
If previous week was dull and unhelpful
Rest all days are meant to be successful

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