I am fire.. I have problems with authority I don't play well with others.. Except my sister wind Who joins me When I feel like causing trouble.. Sometimes I have full blown tantrums That even hurt my mother.. I act the youngest of my family I like to play And be left alone to be me.. Human's have been learning To use me for themselves Only a thousand years Or so.. but all in all, recently But if they don't keep ON learning That I always demand, great respect Their houses and much more Will all be left on burning.. They'll use my brother water When I'm hot and raging, against me They don't like when I'm whipping Through their forests.. Wrapped around their trees.. Threatening all living things. Sometimes the only thing that Is able to contain and control me Is, if you let me be.. And let me burn out all by myself.. In the end its the only way of harnessing A spirit such as me.. That only truly longs To be left alone and free..