The Corner Room

Let me teach in a room in the corner of the school
Where the race of students go by,
The ones coming in,
The ones going out,
The ones stair-ing up
and down.

I would not sit in the cynic's seat
or hurl the rules at them;

Let me teach in a room in the corner of the school
and be a mentor to them.

I hear from my chair in the corner of the room
the knocks upon my window
of students coming in early
and staff who've forgetten their keys,
and I must get up and go.

For my light is the only one on at 5am
and my class is right next to the door.

Let me teach in a room in the corner of the school
and be a friend to all.