The Teacher Is The Teacher’s Teacher: <br />Original 10 20 2010 <br /> <br /> <br />Some drown in hydrolyzed clouds <br />Some fall with the rains’ wiping away <br />All progress made let fade into top soils <br />Wet bloody mud from trampling up the <br />King’s vaunted highway to that <br />End where order of tables care <br />For regeneration in my Grandson’s blood <br />All school seats taken are seats of despair <br />That I am here and you are there despite <br />The rules of passion and the roads <br />Of unenlightened homes where fair made <br />Immunities out of the comfort of our beds <br />My boy classified as one of the <br />Little People -an adorable youth <br />Observer at the recesses <br />His light is an observable new Advanced <br />Placement reflection on the theater of <br />Our roles on the stages of the comedies <br />Portrayed in crowded rooms full of <br />Achievers and audience participants <br />Some swim the firmament’s waters <br />To the ending catholical marathons. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Do not reproduce without permission.<br /><br />Lee B. Mack<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-teacher-is-the-teachers-teacher-original-10-20-2010-2/
