I

I am a co creator,

who completes god's creation,

I build up what was not built by HIM,

I re make what was made crude by HIM,

I am not HIS assistant, but I am the master here,

I give form and shape to his bare mould,

I nurture with care and patience,

I turn his creation into something,

that will create another thing,

And many more to follow,

I shout loud with sore throats,

and walk ahead with menstrual pain,

I dedicate my life for children,

from other mothers and fathers,

treating my own with lesser attention,

I listen to curses and put up with rebels,

whom I serve with all my blood and sweat,

Yet I stand and shout and help,

reach out, lend and forgive.

I am a teacher. . .