The Master and His Student
A master teaches his pupil life’s most important lesson.
I want to live said the student Then you must be willing to die replied the master
The student said he was in pain Do it again it, said his master
I’m in love the student shouted at his teacher But I thought you wanted to live
The student, now a master himself, sat at the edge of the bed while his teacher lay dying
I’ll miss you said his former student You left me years ago said his master
We shared the same roof for many years I am always by your side
His old master smiled You lived and was not afraid to die
You sought out life in the midst of struggle and pain, found and lost love, and found it again
My student left me long ago You became the master
And I have knelt at your feet for many years
Teaching his final lesson the old master died
Unafraid
_________________________ Michael Ritoch on his best days tries to be a poet/writer. He finds joy in his wife, two daughters, cats, one is really fat and the other is neurotic, reading philosophy written by old dead guys, and his friends. He writes about leadership, politics, pain, life, suffering, sometimes happiness, and whatever else comes to mind.






