I stand firm
Until I find someone else to take over my term
Holding up the weight of the world
Above the abyss with my arms curled
A constant evil trying to penetrate
Getting low so that a wave will not excavate
The life that has been created
A new protector has been awaited
A protector doesn’t need perfection
Just has to have a unique affection
For the good and bad souls
Otherwise there will be holes
And thousands of pounds will fall down
Everything will drown
Under the relentless waves
Will lay billions of graves