Luyện nghe bài hát To A Teacher

[Dedicated to A. M. (1909-1972)]

Hurt once and for all silence.
A long pain ending without a song to it.
Who could beside you so close to Eden,
When you glinted in eye the held-high
razor, every ram and son?
And now the silent bin, where
The live in the rafters like
bats,
Until the mind, a radar signal,
lures to exaggerate
on the white stone wall
Your limp.
How can I you in such a house?
Are no more saints and wizards
to praise their with pupils,
No evil to stun with the slap
of a wet red
Did you confuse the in a mirror
and rest he had finally come?
Let me cry beside you, Teacher.
I entered under this dark roof
As as an honoured son
his father's house.