The Guardian Who Never Was

I sat in my room today and tears streamed down my face For what I face That cannot erase Sadness and disappointment choked my veins I gasped for some air and pray, Oh Lord my life may you save me From Mr. Guardian who never was A promise he made to all children To be a Guardian and protect our corn We believed in you For we were told you are a big man Among those people who eat and sleep with many books And among those who do I put it to you they say you are a sparkle Mr. Guardian your people told us your heart is the house for Mawuga, Onyankopon, Nawuni and Baba God. For that we should trust you with our corn for you were the better if not best man to guard it. Many said you will not steal our corn. This I do not doubt. But if you will not steal our corn Does that mean you should allow others to steal our corn. Why are people stealing our corn while you promised to be a guardian? The people are suffering While our corn is stolen under your watch. Are you sleeping? Or it is just that you want to maintain your quality that as for me �I will not steal but others can steal� To me you are a guardian who never was. You have let us done A guardian who never was.