Potters Of Men (Part 3) Poem by Kingsley Egbukole

Potters Of Men (Part 3)



My teachers yesteryear
Potters of men
When the ink soiled my fingers
And English was difficult
But not love letters
And I stubborn like a bedbug
You spared not the voice and the rod
Shouting
Scolding
Flogging
And I assumed you wicked.

(Wednesday 12th November,1997)

Friday, November 29, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: appreciation,discipline,education,moral teachings,teacher,thankfulness,thanks
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Appreciating my teachers yesteryear
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