On Monday the sun rose at East
The city as usual, no one spoke
Except the lady without clothes
On Tuesday the sun rose at North
The roosters lost their voice
The charlatan was busy
The church was full
The mosque was louder
The wise men got bolder
The science man broke few instruments
The politician said a solution was on the way
On Wednesday, the sun rose at the West
People gathered in small groups
Rumours were faster than light
The city council closed the parks
The chicken didn’t cross the street
Dogs prayed louder than men
Silence was feared more than the white snake
The oracle dreams were scarier
The politician said a solution was on the way
On Thursday the sun rose in the South
Sinners confessed all wrongdoings
The charlatan asked for a pink hen
The priest asked for more donations
The pastor said Jesus is coming back at night
The man at the mosque lost all fingers
On Friday the sun rose at East
The politician was the first to speak
He had spoken directly to God, and voilà
He needs votes to keep in touch with God
The priest asked for more donations
The pastor asked for thanksgiving
The man at the mosque lost the East
On Saturday the sun rose again at East
The town was full of joy
The politician got votes
The church was richer
The pastor got a new car
The mosque man prayed seven times
The merchants sold everything
The ordinary man had given everything
His prayers had worked
He is now broke, but in joy
He is now broke, but thankful
He has just to work more
The politician is trustworthy
The church makes miracles
The mosque man is a saint
God plays fools
Man had learned from him
The man at the bank
The man at the church
The man at the mosque
The man at the market
The politician
You resemble the God you pray.