I'm supposed to be a teacher-
I'm supposed to be able to mentor my students through this horror-
I'm supposed to be fair minded and caring-
I'm supposed to be above the feeling of nausea sweeping over me- of the rage-
I'm supposed to see and be watchful for the good that can be realized from this pain.
I'm supposed to lie
To the reality to the depth of hate beneath the veneer of progress surrounding us
I'm supposed to lie
To my disgust-my anger-my weariness to a hellish past that has ever been present
I'm supposed to lie
About my fear for my students
I'm supposed to lie
Never show the anger. The anger never
The fear never
I'm supposed to lie
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