a life worth living

once upon a time there was a man
he loved to create, to crack, to solve
he tried all the columns
the public sector
the academe
then the commercial
he found no home
he found no haven
for his art, his science
his creation
he found himself
tied and bound
to a life
bereft of passion
bereft of love
for himself
for what he was doing
for the institutions
he was bound to
he set about
freeing himself
from the shackles
that bound him
and set about
on the search for
and the construction of
a life
worth living.


hippie lou

10/06/09