A living tribute to all the teachers

                      Teaching as I've always said is not to gather some words and vomit them in front of the class filled with students . In my opinion every other person that we talk to is our teacher in some strange may be direct or indirect fashion. The actions or words or behavior can all be inspirational or motivational maybe irritating giving us some kind of knowledge and helping us to understand some strange and ugly truths of life.

                       Having said that, teaching in four walled room in front a class filled with learners and leaving a mark on them as a teacher is a big deal. This poem of mine is a tribute to all such teachers who take so many pains and make lengthy efforts for a successful lecture. It also does speak about the connection between the teacher and those being taught. This poem was written in an attempt to amplify a quote by Jacques Barzun "teaching is not a lost art but the regard for it is a lost tradition" and yeah the rhyming scheme has been deliberately kept.

ps: i am against the proverb "those who can't, teach"

here's the poem:

Don’t shun the redemption!   ©

Teaching to be in is a sacred profession

But the regard for it seems an extinct tradition

Even the best of mankind was taught via divine revelation

I wonder why we amateurs seldom pay attention

Teaching if only we knew demands volumes of attention

But we rejoice even upon a solitary aberration

Even when trivial works demand appreciation

I wonder why we are enraged upon alteration

Teaching is a vital tool of rescue from devastation

But we refuse to employ it for our salvation 

Even the lethargic is active in commotion

I wonder why expect outcome sans exertion 

Teaching is the signboard en route to our destination

But we aren’t worried to redefine our direction

Even in this day and age of intrepid modernization

I wonder why we hold back our apprehension 

Teaching is a true art if truth I need to mention

But we devalue it thanks to our misinterpretation

Even supplication requires sound evaluation 

I wonder why we aren’t vigilant as in a congregation