Filled with the urge

To know and understand

A friend of mine

Desired to see himself

Beyond the self

Fate brought him closer to people

A blue-eyed academic

Became the darling of people

But not for long

In the melee of populist measures

My friend lost his voice

His theories remained theories

Bound in plans meant for a faraway future

One day an uneasy realization gripped him

Mainstream is not for him

Filled with the discontent of failure

My friend decided to return

To the world he once belonged

No longer was he a part of the academic world

Felt the world he once belonged

How can one loose shine so soon

My friend wondered and suffered

And quietly one day he went away

No one knows where

How the world immersed in myriad things

Can remember a forlorn and faded academic

Wise are not academic

And academic are not wise

Said a wise aeons ago

Don’t be sad my friend

Times have changed

A wise is always wise

Academic or otherwise