Poem 18. THE VISIONARIESA Chapter by Dhaye“Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world” ---Nelson MandelaOnce a dreamer said to himself, “I am a student full of hopes. I can get that something I delve I’ll cross the line, holding my ropes.
Oh, nation, dear land, hear me please Show me not a dime a dozen But a new path, could be the best Let dying hope alive again.”
A parent’s mind is also full Discerning things for his offspring “Does the state has its finest rule? New policies, what would they bring?
I hope, I dream the finest road For my children, they have to take Curriculum, now it is broad Longer and better for children’s sake?”
Then a teacher vents his wishes “As a trainer, I also dream The best, the luck, and not the mess My students now, deserve the grin.
I teach to fill the empty space I live to share, to patch, to mend Oh, nation, hear me. Hear me, please We need to bind, but stretch to lend.
Our nation’s now in it’s utmost Believe me, dear, it’s for our dreams Our children’s skills won’t take the cost But they will grow to block the streams.”
The first dreamer smile awhile Then say these words to both of them: “Now I commend my future life I’m safe, I’m blessed to have a dream.” The Coach and her students who won the Division level competition in Sewing Children's Wear © 2014 DhayeAuthor's Note
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