Thinking
Teachers amaze.
How some teach thinking, others mindless repitition...
I say: "to the teachers of thought we owe much,"
No matter what is learned, our minds espand. As do our horizons.
Knowledge gained to benefit mankind.
Ignorance is possesed by those that teach little.
Not one life will they invigorate with desire to learn.
Gradually their own minds wither away. Leaving dust and sorrow.
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