Saturday, February 12, 2011
Teacher
Teacher,
where are you now?
Teacher,
don’t you have
any wise words now?
Are you still enjoying
being an intellectual
SOB
NOW!?
Did you have your
mandatory
mid-life
crisis?
Did you go through
your obligatory
messy
divorce?
Tell me
teacher,
do you still
look down
your pointed little nose
and pass judgment,
deciding
who deserves life
and who doesn’t?
Is everybody
still cast
into the roles
of dumb jocks
and cool non-jocks?
I gave you a glimpse
inside my soul,
you tossed it aside
with nothing more
than a glance,
I gave you all there was
and all you gave me
was a D.
.
.
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