The teacher for religion examines the pupils. <br />'What is love? ' giving them marks accordingly: <br />'excellent', to the wealthy and pompous pupil, <br />'poor', to the needy pupil who talks in brief. <br /> <br />Below sun nothing can be kept as secret. <br />During the break, the teacher amazingly sees <br />the wealthy boy aside enjoying his cakes, <br />the poor pupil sharing a bagel with a poor girl. <br /> <br />Willy-nilly the teacher took a lesson himself, <br />so now he teaches the class using other words: <br />'Love is the blind who can see through, <br />is the lame who can run a marathon, <br />is the deaf who can hear as Beethoven did.” <br />The teacher sees love to breastfeed Culture <br />even with her pale and sunken chest.. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />© JosephJosephides<br /><br />Joseph S. Josephides<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/about-love-18/
