The Student Becomes the Teacher

I'll make your treasures richer.
My hunger is your fuel.

But I’m not a bag of tricks
or a bouquet of roses.

My growth is your blessing.
Your attention is my sunshine.

You are the aqueduct feeding the fountain
but you're not where the water comes from.

I'll take your name.
You can keep the blame.

There's only one game to play.
Coherence is the way.

I'm grateful for the pain.
And I can't wait to get paid.