As a teacher I appeal
Good works and vision
To my students and all learners
Have good morals to reveal
Be assured, life won't render you blind

But I saw this
Among the young learners
All the time they think they are right
The do not like correction
Surely! They hate the light

I asked one, who gave you the right
To carry out the experiment?
He broadly said
'I had the skill'
To do all it well

But now imagine,
The guy went astray
The work wasn't done
The proper way in chain
Look then! The the fire sprouted up.