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for worth

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for knowledge

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for meaning

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for truth

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for the path

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for answers

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for peace

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for love

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for something…

We Are Teachers…

We are Teachers

We work

hard

Insanely

hard.

It’s a

Kafka

farce

squeezed

from

above

and

below

miracle

workers

without

a

pray

nothing

is

fair

fighting

for

air

teaching

is an

art

let me

paint my picture

sing my song

weave my story

write my poems

the system

is broken

so are the

Teachers…

Some Days

Some days

I am

a Rose

some days

a reed

Some times

I bloom

some times

I wither

Some ways

always growing

some ways

always dying

Every flower

blooms in it’s

own time

dies in it’s

own time

grow anew

never blue…

Autumn

Leaves falling

Autumn calling

Crispness freckles

the skin

Let the

season begin

Pumpkins and

Cinnamon

Goblins and

Elves

Turkey and

Trimmings

The game

whose winning

presents and

memories

as the

Wind Whispers…

profound

There are moments in life when it just feels useless. Whatever you are trying to do, roadblocks appear. It is easy to feel like it is just too much and wonder why you bother. I believe that these moments keep us humble and help us grow. Profound even if painful. The key, I believe, is…

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Buzz, Buzz

Buzz, buzz

roar, roar

razor, razor

assaults the

senses

incessant

swarm

of

electric

beasts

buzz, buzz

vroom, vrump

incessant

ripping,

solace

shredded.

Lithe

lizard

caught

capped

snack~

Darwin.

on goes

buzzing

roaring

ripping

razors

motors

screaming

all around

I’m screaming

on the

inside

from the

sounds,

then I

remember

the lizard.

It could be

worse,

Darwin…