Friday’s the Sabbath, for offering prayer
(Though there’s no room for women with free-flowing hair)
To press brow to floor and nod along to imam
Fear his wagging finger and the lie of salam
Saturday’s the Sabbath, time to don your best hat
Your virgin white stockings and shiny black tat
To suffer Jehoviah and wail at a wall
While Lilith is shunned and the Unchosen fall
Sunday’s the Sabbath, for songs of great praise
To the immortal, invisible and ancient of days
To Father and Son and sometimes Maria
And the ghost of a dove that the wise call Sophia
But mostly your hymns are not sung for her
But in fear of your Lord and sleek Lucifer
Monday’s the Sabbath, to get Mammon’s work done
To violate Gaia for a cheap precious sum
For profits not prophets, for rape and for pillage
For Pacific nuke tides and Alaskan oil spillage
For your new Prada shoes and lines of cocaine
And the cold celebration of all that’s profane
Tuesday’s the Sabbath for conflict and war
For maintaining hostilities just as before
For a wielded machete and the grey drone of death
For the proud strut of soldiers and their last lonely breath
Wednesday’s the Sabbath for trickier folks
For conmen and harpies and poets with jokes
For scientific assessment and moral pollution
For Dick’s monkeys’ uncles and a final solution
Thursday’s the Sabbath for the noblest and worst
For Odin, false preacher, for gifted and cursed
For Jimi’s bold axis, Blake’s proverbs from hell
For scholar and teacher and Donne’s tolling bell
Friday’s the Sabbath for Brigid and Freyah
For Isis, Minerva, Lakshmi and Maya
For songs by sweet Ella and sad Lady Day
For shoplifting frocks and love’s jealous play
Saturday’s the Sabbath in the arena of dreams
For Corinthian spirit and the toughest of teams
For drinking and dancing and losing your way
For walks of false shame in the fresh light of day
Sunday’s the Sabbath, it’s God’s day of rest
To remind us that all of humanity’s blessed
That love has no boundaries, it’s naked and free
Though bound to warm earth and nailed to the tree
That Sun, Moon and stars and heaven’s great flow
Enrich all mortals: As above so below
Neil Spencer