For weeks I gave up hope for lent.
Today, I woke form dead to go to work,
went to my job with no hello from Christ,
who called out today because Christ
knows Fridays are the worst, gave up enough for lent,
knows when its time to put down work.
The hammer and nails man never missed work
did he? Or if he did, he sure as Christ
made sure his tools were used or lent
them out, for lent, for work, for Christ.