Always There Is Sun

Always there is Sun.
Regardless how the clouds hide the sky.
There's always the Sun.
Inside of everyone to rely.
Upon.

Worries to be troubled by them,
Is a human thing.
Throughout the seasons.
It could be Summer, Winter, Autumn...
And in the warm days of Spring.
Heard will be a moaning groaner,
Bitter baiting something about nothin' heard...
Meaningful.
Just to be mean!
A grumpy mumbler.

Always there is Sun,
In everyone.
To brighten their day.
Not to lose it but to use it.
There is always Sun,
Inside of everyone come what may.
To accept or disbelieve.
From day to day.

Worries to be troubled by them,
Is a human thing.
Some doubt about this.
And they are the ones not happy,
Hearing birds even sing.
Or dare them to chirp.
Calling people jerks.
The ones who pray and go to church!

Yet...
Go to church.
And seen sitting in a pew.
In the back with their heads bowed.
Heard praying to have their souls saved.
From ways they know to expose,
Themselves to be hypocrites.
The moment they blame their sins,
Loudly to claim...
It's the devil who visits.
With temptations offer they can not resist!

Always there is Sun.
Inside of everyone.
But some don't have the mind to use.
To refuse,
The serving of the devil...
With the best hospitality possible to give.

Always there is Sun.
Inside of everyone.
Regardless what the clouds may hide.
Or what temptations come to provide.

Always there is Sun.
Regardless of the ones,
Below the sky.
Proud or snide!
Whatever the clouds maybe to deny.
Up or down,
To allow and feel.

Always there is Sun.
Regardless what is shown outside!
There is always Sun.
And whomever may choose,
A choice to feel as gloomy as possible.
Ignore those who go to expose,
Their devious side!

Since always there will be,
Somebody somewhere...
Unable to appreciate the blessing of life,
To them given.
If others are not sharing,
Their misery and anger.
About something over nothing to prioritize.