I'm that guy

Trough rains you would be warm, through pains you would be healed, Reassurance when you were in doubts, To ensure by them you never got bound, I was there to lift that finger up in fire, to ensure you never got burnt, I effortlessly gave you future with my crazy stories of my dream empire, My hands were blast full of veins tightening the rope to ensure you never went down, I'm still that guy in joyous times you'd fool, Through sea tides waving you'd pull, when rains fall and blessing poured you'd push, Remember the guy who would Rise up Sky, for you to catch the brightest star, and one who in return would get glass of wine, I'm him the crackiest glass one to never sip wine with and one that never set foot on that table for dinner to Dine. Aygee the poet