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A poem that talks about the plight of private school teachers. They give in their best in molding the future generation. Yet, they get very less in return for their efforts.
I’m a private school teacher, I can teach well
but the habitat I can afford is not to dwell
I’ve to perfect in every sense
but if dare to complain that would be a nonsense
I have to be not good but perfect
And in return nothing to expect
I don’t deserve the credits they take
Because all I do seems fake
I don’t own a building, I don’t possess that furniture
But what is the worth of all that without a teacher?
I give all that I possess
Still, in return deserve too less
When will this road of tussle have a bend?
When will this exploitation come to an end?
Will u ever realize all you have
is just because I’m not a naive
I pity myself for all I have
But it fills your coffers with all I have
Just think of my life just think of my dreams
just lend an ear to listen to my silent screams
I’m born to enlighten and to brighten
tomorrows of generations and to heighten
their aims to take them further
But do I deserve too less just because I’m a private school teacher?
Image Source – Still from the movie Swades
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