Anyway, here it is. It has made me feel better for writing it!
‘An ode to marking’
I know you mock me.
You, you white sheets of purity,
You think you are so saintly.
But no, you are tainted.
Marked with blackness,
With your insipid romances
And melodramatic tragedies,
Your violence and your wars.
No, you are not pure or perfect.
Are you oblivious to your mistakes?
You are riddled with the diseases
Of poor grammar
And punctuation errors
And words that don’t make sense
Or sound just plain lame.
Do you think that you are everything?
That I have no other life?
Well, I do. I have a LIFE.
A life that is my family, my garden,
A house to keep, and books to read.
Do you not think I deserve to sleep?
Or to eat?
Maybe even watch a tv program, or a movie
Just once in a while ….
I know you do not care for any of that.
You just demand and consume me,
Trying to destroy me.
Well, you won’t.
I will have my life, and you can wait.
So next time you mutter
About deadlines and results,
Just remember: I have a LIFE!