The Learned Ones. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

It was a small gathering of grey heads
Fortunately all were wise enough
To open their conscience and conscious in time
The stories of teacher and disciples
When they were busy in teaching job
The happy emotions they parted with us
They proudly boasted the victory of teaching
The noble profession everywhere and every time
The public and disciple's reverence to the teacher
Not exactly those were college or higher academia
The teachers who made the little ones to learn
To write up the basic lessons of primary class
They were widely known as the real teachers
Whose golden tongue makes every citizen
Their contribution is everywhere highlighted
Though it seems nowadays a little diminished
Not their fault but the society's new trends.