Caged Teacher

A free teacher explores 

Alternative methods to enhance her classroom 
And her students want more 
To interject metaphors 
And philosophy to her students produces an encore 
Obtaining adequate books and technology is not a chore 
She can walk her halls feeling safe and secure 
She teaches in liberty 
And lessons flow freely downstream 



But a teacher that walks 
Down her narrow path to her bob wired class 
Can seldom see pass the metal detectors 
And the state mandated testing objectives 
Her creativity is clipped 
And her hands are tied 
So she opens her mouth to speak 

The caged teacher speaks 
With a worried spiel 
Of things unrevealed 
But yearned for still 
And her voice is heard 
On a distant hill 
For the caged teacher 
Speaks of liberty 

The free teacher thinks of another creative lesson 
And the beauty of connecting life with her lessons without an objection 
And the open hearts, eager eyes and captive ears 
That long to hear her lessons flow free 
So she names the audience her own 



But a caged teacher stands on the coffin of dreams 
Their shadows are like fire in her bones bursting at the seams 
Causing her to scream 
Her creativity is clipped and her hands are tied 
But she opens her mouth to speak 
The caged teacher speaks 
With a worried spiel 
Of things unrevealed 
But yearned for still 
And her voice is heard 
On a distant hill 
For the caged teacher 
Speaks of liberty