The Teacher.. Poem by s yadu krishnan

Who is it that teaches you-

Not to touch a frying pan,
A spinning fan,
Or an angry man

Who is he who stays with you...
Till your last breath? ...
And breaks down with your death?

Remember....he was with you when u were born,
And with you when you fell down
He grew with your growth,
Taking an oath

To give you courage,
Whenever there is sufferage

He came back to you from time to time
In return, you called it a crime....

And before you could hide with fright,
He taught you what is wrong what right! !

Oh my friend thats it no more,
Heres the truth,
Not boring you more...
Cuz PAIN alone is the teacher though
You o’ you will never know! ! ! ! !



-yadu