You work in hazardous conditions.
Your hand has hundreds to slay.
Like an angel, you guard ammunitions,
Devices, and pieces, and prey.
Being not blind, you are hallow.
You serve to the whole mankind.
When insults and pain you swallow,
Humility touches your mind.
Your toil will die in turmoil,
Vanish without a trace.
And later in grievous soil
They'll put your rectangular face.
Don't stop your efforts, however.
To avoid burnout and slumps
Rely on your seniors and never
Leave our precious dumps.
01.01.2024