Guardian Angel

Bullets are whizzing by, walls caving in, calling forth hue and cry, we are shut in. Nothing I have to lend, nothing to sell. Don't be afraid, my friend, all shall be well. Vows of fidelity never been kept, sweet ideality, gone and off swept, treasons and lies ascend, mentors misspell. Don't be afraid, my friend, all shall be well. Firm as a rock but then crumbled away, now like blind cock and hen, puzzled and stray, no chance to comprehend, rushing pell-mell. Don't be afraid, my friend, all shall be well. Draw your conclusions when troubles come near, forms are illusions and must disappear, merrily do attend life's carousel. Don't be afraid, my friend, all shall be well. No poison arrow can hurt anymore, no dreadful narrow and no hostile shore. Spirit once broken is now on the mend, as succor's token I'll stay as godsend. During recovery you'll win clear sight by new discovery: things are alright. Love is creation, beyond time and space, all its causation embedded in grace. I lead you up the hill, strengthen your arm, help you weed out the ill, extirpate harm. See how entrenched you stand, didn't I tell? Take my protective hand, all shall be well. I´m not a native speaker, probably there are mistakes in grammar and vocabulary. So I cordially invite other members to send me suggestions for improvement as long as rhyme and rhythm are kept. Thank you very much!