Going back to School

stepping out from the shade
on a rainy saturday evening
watched by a lonely, hungry dog
i walk slowly in  the rain

a million rain drops
fall on me
slowly drenching me from head to  foot
washing away the dirt
washing away the  stains
that “stuck” to me in the shade

i let my eyes wander
slowly from left to right
scanning the horizon
scanning the sea of faces
desperately trying to avoid the rain

with each step i take
the sea of faces just grows bigger and bigger
the  heavy downpour
brings the world to a standstill

everyone scattering here and there
trying to hold on to what they got
trying to escape the waters from heaven
scampering to any “shelter”

a million people
tucked away at every shade available
hiding from the  rain

a million faces
constantly  scanning the dark clouds
in search of a break

walking slowly
in the rain
i pause at each and every shade
praying  the rain doesnt stop
hoping the sea (of faces) does not disappear

a million faces
with a billion looks
staring at me
wondering at the  maniac standing before them

standing before each shade
i pause,
carefully jotting down the  points
carefully making a note

with each lesson completed
i put the pencil and the book
into the  bag
and move on to the next shade
to  learn a new lesson

with a million faces
and a billion different looks
to study
i hurry  past each shade
making notes as fast as i can
praying the rain does not  stop

with a lesson at every shade
i am going back to the school
once  again
i am going back to the school
to learn

i am going back to the school
to learn
not a new degree
not a new  qualification
i am going back to the school
to learn

to learn more
about people!


The End

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