A Teacher's Take

We pass them
when they should fail
We fail them
when we just let them pass

They remember volumes
Every year for a month or two
But they forget what they read
Even before summer hols are thru

We set alight a flame
with a positive stroke
We extinguish a spark
when we call them a joke

We push them up
when we believe in them
We pull them down
when we try to live thru them

We can mould them
As they are like wet clay
But we break them
And in a shell they tend to stay

Will I be the teacher
Who breaks from this mould
Will I help my students
Go thru fire to become pure Gold
----------By Jibrael Jos