As some persons are happy
Going into the house of the lord,
I'm happy going into a classroom
Happy I would teach young minds
I paced to and fro like a King in his courtyard
Throwing and answering questions
In my best possible way.
Many are teaching
Very few are teachers
Teachers of note and credence
Are as rare as Painite.
This is what I wanted to do
It's what I have prepared for, all my life
It isn't to me a last resort
As it is to several others
Who couldn't nail their dream jobs
Hopped into noble profession
For fear of being tagged failure
Or like some others
Who are chilling on the job
Till what they wanted come their ways.
Teaching is my life
I love what it is and what it means
I embrace its ups and downs with joy and jocund
If there be rewards, I will take
If isn't, I will be glad for doing what I like.
Teaching is my life
Just as my life teaches.
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