Professions Poem by priscah Mutswenje

As a young girl all I wanted is teh army work
I did not choose military, navy, defense or whichever
I loved their band at the show and how they walk

Then I got to high school and my cousin became a doctor
I felt my sister had teh heart for this and wished that God
Could let her be that one family savior

I am still longing that my son turns out a pilot
It is his dream since tender age to fly and fly
He sleeps and wakes with this dream in his pot

It is me who sits between a writer and teacher
Daytime I coach, guide, teach and mold students
Tonight I sit, type and create poems stories as a writer

The other day my sister studied hair therapy
And the other catering, and so I am thinking
What other profession can actually apply?