The Teacher The Mentor


The umbilical cord
That bound you to
The mothers’ womb;
Was cut, yet
You are bound
Into the depths
With her life,
The truth never to be
Told and retold
Your life’s compendium
Is full of its scribbling!
Then your father’s dreams
Traverse you
From his finger tips
To the galloping feet
Then rising up and fly
Only to rule over
In the kingdom of
Your ambitious dreams!
As such is the teacher
Love and care embodied
For his pupils, he stores
The goods for a life’s siesta
An invisible thread woven
Deep in the hearts
Of the young aspirers
Nothing nearer than
A Parenthood to claim!

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