Best Prof. Poems

The September I met him remains etched in my mind
One by one the minutes rolling by ever so slowly
I sat in class awaiting an explanation that never came

I surmised he’d been a burn victim ~ suffered and healed
How could he now sit there so serene...

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WE . . .  NOT  FRUSTRATED

Those whose mouth  speak and ooze 
Only fire of a voluble vibrating vocabulary 

Those whose sin is just speaking for others
In order for their other orders not to be ordered

Those whose lives were almost snuffed
Away by the...

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An Airline International KLM, 
Heavily landed 
With heavyweight dead body 
Belongs to Professor KLM,
Before it was off loaded 
Into his Black Mercedes Off-road
In a rush
To the bush
To be buried in the village 
Where he left since his teenage,
To be buried by same relatives, 
Whom he...

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The september I met him remains etched in my mind
I sat in class awaiting explanation that never came
One by one minutes rolling by ever so slowly

I surmised he’d been a burn victim
I wondered when it happened
How old he would have been
How he suffered
How he healed
How...

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Honour
They expelled with dishour

Respect
Flee from them with distance

Dignity 
Took to its heel on sighting them

Integrity
Briskly packed its belongings to avoid them

Sanctity
They oppose fervidly

Purity
They evade like leprosy

Decency
They see from afar

Probity
They made a campus taboo

Sincerity 
Saw them and fainted

Veracity
Dies a natural death when it speak to them

Honesty
Snores...

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a brilliant mind ~~
a journey through a black hole
final theory  ~~

Written on 14 march 2018...

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A Peace Poem for Jim Link and Word Hobo:
This close to CHRISTmas what may I say
You two have seen so much, fought so well ...
And for the underdog, Prof. Jim Link, you and I
Travelled the Maryland trails of poetry and "News"
As in Greenbelt News Review...

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Happy Birthday “Prof” Franklin
Ninety-Fifth
Written; by Miracle Man
11-27-2019

Happy Birthday “Prof”, and at number ninety-five,
I believe your agile enough, to put down some jive.

Your life is a testimony, to how we should be living,
You’ve harvested less from life, than you were found giving.

Most past students, are quick,...

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Think of a huge pond or lake. It's been raining. While ripples fall and send their concentric circles further and further, you no longer see individual ripples and circles. Although it's now a confusing criss-cross of space and time, you can track back to the...

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Four X Four
Talented, mind blowing, stunning
Dareesh maar Khan cunning
Heroic, jolly, scene creator, 
Producer, Director, chief editor
Serious, funny and vocational
Committed, concerned and educational
Flop, bottom and Top
Start, End full stop...
Note. Professors don't follow motivational speakers.
Lesson. Maps can only guide those who can read them....

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Some people call me Prof
But with laughter round it off,
Some garnish it with cough;
Their loyal but amused hats doff;
Better than to at me scoff…

The most shy cease to be coy,
The heart cruel games would buoy
Shyness in any case some ploy
By he who could with another...

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Professor Ian plimer has a
Little green book...
Why not.? Get a copy?
And take a look.'...

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My freshman reading list is
    Thomas Payne, Marx, Engels, Lenin, Trotsky
  The prof is not one to pitschky-potschky  

  The leaders to be studied will be
    Elijah Muhammed, Stalin, Castro, Marx, and Xi
  I wonder...

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By Izunna Okafor



Beyond the shrubs of Sahara 
Lifted a munt of brainy bond 
Over the Mississippi of Ethiopia
Lofted a penner with his hunky thoughts

Across the bridge of a foreign land
Hovered a book of beautiful pages
Tightly enclaved yet as an Ireland
In a skull rounded in the clime of...

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"They are a little rambunctious, " Mr. Pete said. He was a small man, quite wee.
Mr. Dass rolled his eyes, giving me a better perspective, no soap in the sink.
"They  have scared three big, bad male teachers off since September," Mr. Dass told me....

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