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Teachers have a hard job, especially when first starting out teaching. But it's also the most rewarding occupation.

Demolition Day

You look wrecked, are you feeling OK, 
Was all of that more than you thought?
Was all of that harder than it was meant to be, 
Leaving you all distraught,

Here, sit down, drink this water, 
Let us turn the lights right down low,
And we’ll be quiet around you for now, 
And we’ll do what we do really slow,

We get that this is your first time in here, 
Standing in front of us all,
In front of our high octane of a ride, 
Even though we all look so small,

But we love that you’re here giving your best, 
Trying to teach us the truth,
You’re our brand new teacher, first day on the job, 
And we’re your anarchical youth.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Mccall Avatar
December 18, 2017 at 9:45 AM
Wow! A great write Lewis. I really love the last stanza nicely done sir, nicely done.
Raynes Avatar
December 18, 2017 at 4:07 PM
Thanks Edward, thanks for ur encouraging comment :)
Dorsey Avatar
December 14, 2017 at 4:41 PM
The poem was a smooth read. The part I misses was anarchical youth. When I get home the dictionary calls. Great description of the job itself.
Raynes Avatar
December 14, 2017 at 4:43 PM
Thanks Stanley, glad u found this an easy read :). I hope anarchical means chaotic without rule... teenagers :)
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December 14, 2017 at 1:51 PM
LOOOOOVE this Lewis!!! So nicely constructed!!! Really enjoyed reading it. I did not know what it was about until the end :) Best, Judy
Raynes Avatar
December 14, 2017 at 3:51 PM
Hi Judy, thanks for the comment, glad it caught u a little by surprise :)
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