Teacher in the Belly of the Beast

It is too much for one person to change.

Children with parents who need parents themselves.

Schools with no money and no support.

Crime and drugs and latch-key kids.

 

One more teacher hangs it up,

discouraged by what cannot be changed

by just one person.

We the public ask why.

Yet could we do what we ask

our teachers to do?

Could we face each day the child

who is hungry, who does not sleep at night,

the child whose parents are druggies,

whose parents never come home,

who brings a knife to defend himself each day

just to get to school?

Could you? Could I?

And so the children suffer; poverty and drugs prevail.

One more good teacher leaves the battle

to find a place where the sounds of the struggle

are far away and muted

by the city’s insistent rumbling belly.

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About grannysu

storyteller, writer, poet, gardener, countrywoman
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One Response to Teacher in the Belly of the Beast

  1. Mamabug says:

    This was a powerful eye-opener tonight Susanna. It’s sad but it’s also true. I have several friends who are teachers and they say it is getting to be an unending struggle. The only reason they stay is for the children. Even when I worked with pre-school children you could see the sorrow on their small faces because home was not a pleasant place to be. Teachers need all the support we can give them because they give of themselves over and above what is required of them.

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