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This Is Why I Wanna Be a Teacher - Part 1

What are the characteristics of a teacher? 
Always, this question, I hear. 
There are teachers out there more interesting than a bleacher. 
I wanna be a teacher that treats students like a dear. 

I remember experiments from teachers because I experience it. 
These are the best experiences you could ever have. 
I remember elements from these creatures because I have once distanced it. 
These are the worst distances you could ever have. 

Teachers that create long-term memories are effective teachers. 
Teachers that ate up long-term memories are not collective teachers. 
Students that create long-term memories are effective students. 
Students that bait long-term memories are defective students. 

One characteristic of an effective teacher is that they don’t teach. 
Absurd and ridiculous, I know it sounds this way.
One metaphor of great teachers are that they’re a beach. 
Bird and meticulous, they soar free with teaching and teach best by play. 

Good teachers care, know the content, 
Expect high levels, and are great performers. 
Great teachers dare, like the rules to be bent, 
Expect no devils, and are great informers.  

Physical, emotional, intellectual, 
And spiritual are the best ways to learn. 
Biblical, proportional, conceptual, 
And lyrical are of no concern. 

This is why I want to be a teacher. 
So stop asking, please. 
This will really help me mature. 
So stop bugging and looking, geez oh wheez.

Copyright © Destiny Lawson | Year Posted 2017



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Chameleon

Chameleons calmly disguise. 
Hiding can always be a surprise. 
Anywhere it can be, but nowhere to be seeked. 
Mindlessly changing, so that it'll never be peeked. 
Even during the day, no one knows where it may lay. 
Leaping away in their own little way. 
Every chameleon invisibly walks from color to color. 
One other animal like it? I believe there's no other. 
Never do they abruptly arise.

Copyright © Destiny Lawson | Year Posted 2017

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Just Because

Just Because… 

Just because I am a teenager, 
Does not mean I am loud,
Does not mean I am a loser or loner, 
And does not mean that I decide to decline into the wrong crowd. 

Just because I am a teenager, 
Does not mean I am a machine, 
Does not mean I desire to obtain a tiger, 
And does not mean I am a source of protein. 

Just because I am Destiny, 
Does not mean there is only one personality favored by my book, 
Does not mean I receive the respect in my style or my hook, 
And does not mean there is a way I am supposed to be. I am a rook. 

Just because I am a teenager, 
Does not mean I am outrageous, 
Does not mean I like to hurt, 
And does not mean I am a chaotic daredevil that retains no bliss or patience.

Copyright © Destiny Lawson | Year Posted 2017

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Macy Elaine

My favorite cousin of all time, 
And the best friend I could ask for. 
Cute as a button, 
You never make our friendship a bore.

Everyone might be out to get you, 
Least of all, I’ll be here. 
And everyone doesn’t just choose, 
I realize that our family is dear. 
No one understands how much you mean, 
Even though we keep it clean.

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Antelopes

Antelopes are graceful as the wind through the savanna grass, 
No one can understand that they don't go slow; they live fast. 
They sprint majesticly through the fields, 
Exemplary speed for an exemplary creatue, especially because they don't yield. 
Luminescent are its eyes in the night; before hyenas take it down, it puts up a good fight. 
Orange colors make them take flight; after they are caught, they see the life-taking light.
Potential speed built up, then broken down, along with a hyena's dreadful sound. 
Eagerness is not enough, sometimes blood will flow, and they will be found.

Copyright © Destiny Lawson | Year Posted 2017



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Call Me No More Part 1

I lost my life; I’ve become a lowlife. I lost a dear friend; I fell in a depressing trend. I’ve said it so many times, now we can’t tell if it’s a lie. I would change my ways, but we still wouldn’t have better days. Oh, nevermind. Oh my, I’ve lost my mind. God knows I tried and defied. God knows I cried and lied. Call me a sinner, I’ll never be a winner. Call me a saint, I’ll never be bloodstained. Tell me it’s over; I know I lost my clover. I’ll still love you the same; I know I’m a shame. Call me your favorite, but I’m your worst fear. Call me the worst, but I’m always here. Tell me it’s over; I know I lost my clover. I don’t want you to hurt; you’re my one and only friend. It’s all that I can say, I mean it till the very end. So I’ll be on my way because I know I can’t stay. I finally put it all together, we’re better off without each other. But nothing really lasts forever. And you weren’t really my brother. I had to make a choice that was not mine, I was just following my instincts. I had to say goodbye for the last time. And then our love went extinct. I kept my whole heart in a suitcase, I couldn’t deal with all the pain. Never really stayed in one place because I could feel the hurt in my veins. Maybe that’s the way it should be; just me and no one else. You know I live my life like a gypsy, so Imma get up and be myself.

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Call Me No More Part 2

I’ve said it so many times, now we can’t tell if it’s a lie. I would change my ways, but we still wouldn’t have better days. Oh, nevermind. Oh my, I’ve lost my mind. God knows I tried and defied. God knows I cried and lied. Call me a sinner, I’ll never be a winner. Call me a saint, I’ll never be bloodstained. Tell me it’s over; I know I lost my clover. I’ll still love you the same; I know I’m a shame. Call me your favorite, but I’m your worst fear. Call me the worst, but I’m always here. Tell me it’s over; I know I lost my clover. I don’t want you to hurt; you’re my one and only friend. It’s all that I can say- I mean it till the very end. So I’ll be on my way because I know I can’t stay. I’ll always keep you inside, you’ll always be in my heart. You healed my heart and my life, your memories and I will never part. And you know I tried, but you still said I lied. Call me a sinner, I’ll never be a winner. Call me a saint, I’ll never be bloodstained. Tell me it’s over; I know I lost my clover. I’ll still love you the same; I know I’m a shame. Call me your favorite, but I’m your worst fear. Call me the worst, but I’m always here. Tell me it’s over; I know I lost my clover. I don’t want you to hurt; you’re my one and only friend. It’s all that I can say- I mean it till the very end. So I’ll be on my way because I know I can’t stay. Because you know we can’t stay.

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Bengal Tigers

Bengal tigers are beastly creations who are the fiercest. 
Especially when they are threatened, then they are nearest. 
Nature's biggest jungle feline; they don't back down. 
Growling with joy of hearing whines; they're the biggest fighter around. 
All muscle, all teeth, all beast, all hustle; they are strong, they can bite, they can fight, they will win. 
Lots of hustle, lots of meat, lots of streaks, lots of muscle; they're not wrong, they're not right, they're not light, they're never pinned.

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Damien

Dare to be the weirdest, 
And the best friend I could ask for. 
My best friend is the coolest, 
I would never find you a bore. 
Even though we barely talk, 
No one will take our rock.

Copyright © Destiny Lawson | Year Posted 2017


Book: Shattered Sighs