29 December 2019

If Teachers Were Farmers

Her kindness 
was never 
questioned

everyone praised 
her love for 
her students

her gentle 
nurturing 
evident for 
weeks and weeks 

until her students’ 
bellies began 
pushing against 
the buttons 
of their clothes

properly fattened 
on the feed she 
provided 

She gave them each 
one final hug 
as she turned 
on the blades 
and lowered 
them inside 

The screams echoed, 
the tears fell, 
the blood spilled 

But it was, 
after all, 
only one bad day 
in the lives 
she had provided 
for them 

and how she 
loved them 
during their 
brief time 
on Earth 

She is proud 
of the food she made 
for others to enjoy

the people were hungry 
for the tender flesh 
that fell from their bones 
and were willing 
to call the process 
love

while opening 
their mouths and 
turning their eyes 
away 


21 Nov 2019

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