The Dead Poet’s Society, a Study in Leadership Development

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
~Walt Whitman

The final scene in the movie, “The Dead Poet’s Society” is a group of high school boys standing on their desks facing toward the rear door through which their beloved teacher, Mr. Keating, played brilliantly by Robin Williams, is exiting. A lamb sacrificed by the school administration eager to find a scapegoat after a student committed suicide. The scene began with Mr. Keating returning to the classroom to pick up his personal effects while his former students were studying poetry under a new teacher, the school administrator who happened to be the Pilate spearheading the sacrifice to appease parents.

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