The Watchman

Dear Watchman,
Without thy gaze into the far
Without the warning, danger,
Without thought or care
Lost, would we be

In a world dressed with smiles
Hiding the vicissitudes
The callous calls of fury
This citadel would fall
Without this Watchman

This land, this precious soil
It creeps with terror skulking in the dark
Your lighthouse looks for passage
And your gaze looks

Keep looking Watchman,
Keep eyes firm,
Stern or starboard clear
We set sail knowing
That your light will guide
Your eyes protect
Your wisdom dear.

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