To the Rubbish Heaped in the Corner

Before coming here

My vision of a classroom

Was a clean and well-ordered place

It is difficult to look at the pile of rubbish

That sits silently in the corner

Like some recalcitrant student

Refusing to go away

Rats are there at night

As I find them dead among their droppings

And I wait patiently for it to be removed

But I know this is not my classroom

It is the People's classroom

And so the rubbish still sits

Silently in the corner of the room

Refusing to go away