Leaves are falling all around,
Its time I was on my way.
Thanks to you, I’m much obliged
For such a pleasant stay.
The morning of convocation (funny, I miss spelled this word and one of the options was conviction :)) brings a lot of emotions, most of which I’m a little too numb to truly appreciate. No, not because of alcohol. That comes tomorrow evening. The numbness comes from the end of the journey, like the first moments after a long run. The world is a little disoriented as the blood and heart beat returns to normal.
But now its time for me to go,
The autumn moon lights my way.
For now I smell the rain,
And with it pain,
And its headed my way.
Ah, sometimes I grow so tired,
But I know I’ve got one thing I got to do,
I told a friend yesterday I wondered what things were like before the MBA. Things, at least in how I view the world and think about problems, have changed that much over the last two years.
And now’s the time, the time is now
To sing my song.
I’m goin round the world,
I’ve found my girl, on my way.
I’ve been this way ten years to the day, ramble on,
Gotta find the queen of all my dreams.
I will miss the London Business School. I will miss seeing the friends, experiencing the activities and living in the environment. Like all things, we can never go back; only forward so even the reunions will be, well, different. But that’s okay. I’m excited and a little anxious for the future. But that’s okay. See, without actually leaving the school and applying our knowledge this was nothing more than an ‘academic’ exercise.
And, that’s not okay. Our class has the opportunity to facilitate change across the world by helping organise people. Call those organisations business, government or charity we have the skills, knowledge and ability to drive them the right direction. Sometimes at the end of the stick; others by the promise of the carrot. We understand how to find the right ideas, create the right ideas, fund the right ideas, and see them become the right outcomes.
For those to myopic to understand; just make certain those who do get the money that’s needed. Without delay, if you don’t mind.
Our world needs a few new things: we need the new fuel; the new plastic; new ways to push people to learn; to eliminate the possibility of victory for our enemies; to entice the hearts of those who wish us harm. The game will be won through swift action to push those who don’t wish to be pushed toward the right results.
But those challenges, are for tomorrow. Today we celebrate the end of the first leg of the journey. We now have the tools. Tomorrow, we’ll worry about using them. A toast to the London Business School Class of 2007. Cheers!
Got no time to for spreadin roots,
The time has come to be gone.
And tho our health we drank a thousand times,
It’s time to ramble on.