******the Instructor

Mr. Evan,
a chubby Jewish guy with pale skin,
likes the classroom cold,
so we all have to freeze.

In the morning, when he comes in,
he stares at us all, with those small
Chinese-looking eyes,
checking for absentees.
Today he began:
“If you do have to vomit,
then vomit! ”
He told us to listen
when our bodies complain:
“I don’t like this stuff,
so get it the hell out of me! ”
Later he spoke of diseases,
infections, and shingles.

Mr. Evan, a chubby Jewish guy
with pale skin, likes the classroom cold,
so we all have to freeze,
and when, like me, you are slim,
it is so bloody grim!

04/28/2010

by Arsiema Berhane

Comments (2)

lovely write, yet of unique genre,10+++, thanks for sharing
As ever, a very charming and funning poem. I love your spirit and your light.