Mentioning the word Friday alone can cure a million infirmities at a go,
How does it feel stepping out of the office at five in the pm?
It feels like getting a nap under a giant leafy mango tree on a sunny afternoon,
Friday is the most decorated day in the history of humans,

Cast your eyes on your colleagues when the bell of dismissal rings,
It feels like dropping a 100 kilos bag off your back,
The ramble towards your dwelling unit on a Friday evening,
Feels like dominating the podium on a prize giving day,

Right from the CBD, priceless wagons occupy the streets,
All legs busy applying six pounds of pressure on the gas pedal,
The traffic on our roads swells like wedding balloons,
Some divert to night casinos where they spend till the next day,

Play stations record high numbers of punters on weekends,
The boys are incessantly battling for the masculine throne,
Accompanied by loud hip hop music in the background,
We thank God it’s Friday again, our favourite day of the week