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Vale John Mason

 

Vale John Mason

 

John was the first English teacher to believe in me

I can’t tell you what that did to my self-efficacy

Without it I might never have become a poet

A man of such integrity & genuineness

He encouraged & kindly questioned & did not enclose

As my school world was so enclosed like a prison

He opened the doors of perception & conception

He excited my mind & made me believe I was important

I was severely depressed when I reached him

& he turned my spirit upwards

A commitment to Justice & Reconciliation

His early life in South Africa under Apartheid marked him forever

He never gave up speaking out against Injustice

I have lost a great teacher & friend

 

 

Rest In Power John.

 

 

Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2023.

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