The Guardian

I am a stone during the day just

to come to life during the night

protecting the weak from the

sicko's and psycho's out there,

keeping the airwaves clear for

the dreamer's of the next generation.

You see me all the time way high up

on the churches ledge's with vine's

running all over me like a disease

while still keeping an eye on you

from above. I keep on inhaling

all the evil that is in the air and

on you mind marking you saved

for the after life. As the day light

sets I come alive when the night

hit the skies saving the souls of

the innocent and reviving the youth

of hope just to turn to stone once

more as day light hit's as the

guardian who is a gargoyle.