Learning by the books,
Like listening to music
Leaving out the hooks,
Leaning on rules where passion is oblique.
Enough is said about preachers, one too many
Exercising only to receive.
Ensuring as teachers that all, not any
End up with a mark or leave.
Nothing at all can ever be imparted,
Not the knowledge, not the gift.
None will remember where it all started,
Now we await a way to drift.
Others learn by watching people,
Order is yours to create.
Once you find it is that simple,
Ours is for them to imitate.