Much I marveled the leading guardian

'Mentor!' said I, 'thing of motivation.' An echo murmured back the word, 'leader!' And its eyes have all the leading I have dreamed of the counsel The critical councilor conducting I crave the paramount, prestigious protector The champion never destructing I crave the activist, all-star architect The believer smiled And its eyes have the guide Ah, distinctly it was leading That moment my soul grew paramount I am shorn of my commander My commissioner, I could not awaken Death shall bring permits By the grave I saw my counsel Much I marveled the leading guardian