You’re custodian of hope

Hope of not being antsy

Having entered without you

Your love sweep us away

Fools would say you’re paid for


You mount gate without hope

Yet, you protect our world for peanut

Peanut to sustain family without hope

We wish you were not there

When fools would say you’re paid for?


Who would say thank you?

Would agree you were indeed good?

Let’s create marquetry in all houses.

Depicting how you were

On the dangerous road sweeping


Safeguarding places without arms?

You are the leader we needed

But destiny says otherwise

Real fools aren’t sweepers

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