Build on yourself, 
with minor destruction, 
and soon you will grow, 
like a major eruption, 

Take in the world, 
and light up the night, 
the heat of your passion, 
yeilds blinding light, 

But soon come the fools, 
who don't have a clue, 
but they've the power, 
and know what to do, 

They think you are wrong, 
they envy your crown, 
you've grown so strong, 
they must put you down, 

And when you die, 
and it all grows dark, 
I'll forever be proud, 
you were more than a spark.