Teacher Not Professor
Teacher not professor.
YOU taught me, the way i wanted to be taught,
i learned, the way YOU wanted me to learn,
we created, in ways people's needs are met,
our inspiration is god's nature
and human mind's fairytales.
It's not the professor, it's The Teacher
it's not the student,
it's the pupil learning the alphabet,
morphing the brain without return,
you said learn the basics,
build foundations
like the alphabet I learned the basics
and build on them.
If I flew, you're the
"wind beneath my wings"
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