My job is simple:
I soothe the elements’ furies 
which in turn 
seethe my blood with worries,
some days it’s harder
to handle these poisons,
everybody here keep trying 
to spill something good from them 

Going home, I feel 
every footstep I make 
doesn’t bring me any further 
and these days my mind is a hammer 

Infamous lessons, 
that’s how kids learn the bite of the burner, 
lots of care, humble work 
don’t prevent from whipped skin
'cause knowledge hurts!