You’re custodian of hope

Hope of allowing us not to be antsy

Having entered without you  

Your love sweep us away

Fools would say you’re paid for


You mount on the gate without hope

Yet, you protect our world for peanut

Peanut to sustain your family

Your family would wish you were not there

Even when fools would say you’re paid for.


Who would say thank you?

Would agree saying you were indeed good?

Let’s create marquetry in front of all houses.

Depicting how you were on the dangerous road sweeping

How you safeguard the place without arms?

You are the leader we needed

But destiny says otherwise.

Real fools aren’t sweepers.

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