Wicked Teacher

Experience a wicked teacher
You push us into test
And examine our stuff
Before you begin to teach

How rigid you are
Your lessons linger on
Your scars never fade
Your memory ever fresh

Experience a wicked teacher
You don’t care about age
You teach the young
And warn the old

Experience a wicked teacher
You don’t pity our scars
But leave us with time
To bind our wound

Experience a wicked teacher
You never stop your test
Often we dodge it
But to meet it ahead.

poem by Seun Bewaji
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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