This is one I made earlier. It was posted on the 26th October last year and I’ve re~scheduled it to especially appear reblogged on this years Poetry Day (today). Only many of my poems are going onto kindle, eventually, but anyway here is Teachher:
So many kids breathe one room and one teacher to earn money,
I didn’t know back then why we were brought here together,
That the more unlearned, quiet and subdued I stayed,
Easier for one teacher to reward her own inner sticky stars.
Over Soil 