I posted a poem before, as best as I could remember it, about my youthful disappointment of certain things while getting my Ph.D.
I found the original version while digging through some boxes yesterday:
Looking for Quality
In all the
Right Places:
Institutions of Higher Learning.
We're fooled.
Mediocrity is the rule.
It is great to be bland.
The Ivory Tower,
Symbol of Truth,
Is made of
Painted Stone
And populated by ants.
Looking for Quality,
Role-Models, Truth, Heroes,
We are fooled by the sheen
Of the Ivory Tower.
You can't tell the
Difference, until
You are
Right
Up
Close.
Stone, Ivory... What does it
Matter? It all
Crumbles sooner or later.
Forget the tower:
It's only reflecting.
Go for the
Original Light.
-- Stephen Hunter Willson
© 2005 Stephen Clarke-Willson - All Rights Reserved.
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