A Bodyguard

What use have we for friends

when it is Friends that let us down to die

What use then have we for Bodyguards

that tend and follow our every need

What then protcts us from our mortal enemies

A faith in hope, from life's cruel actions

There stands an Angel that guards true words

With compassion and strength

Is bodyguard enough to shield from your lies










View spookywitch's Full Portfolio