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This is an adaptation of the poem "Hymn Of Breaking Strain" by Rudyard Kipling (1935)
EmThe careful text-books measGure - LeAt all who buiCld beware! EmThe load, the shock, thGe pressurAe material caCn bear: EmSo, when the bucklAmed girder lCets doDwn theEm grinding span EmThe blame of loss,Am or murder,C is laDid upoEmn the man CNot on the StDeel - thEme Man!
EmBut, in our daily dealing wGith stonAe and steel, Cwe find EmThe Gods have no such feeliGng of juAstice toward Cmankind EmTo no set gauge thAmey make us,C for nDo laidEm course prepare EmIn time they overtAmake us withC loadsD we caEmnnot bear: CToo mercilessD to bearEm
EmThe prudent text-books giveG it in tAables at the Cend EmThe stress that shears a riGvet, or Amakes a tie-bCar bend EmWhat traffic wreckAms macadam -C what DconcreEmte should endure EmBut we, poor Sons Amof Adam, haCve no Dsuch lEmiterature CTo warn us orD make suEmre!
EmWe hold all Earth to plundeGr - all ATime and SpacCe as well EmToo wonder-stale to wonder Gat each Anew miracle C EmTill in the mid-ilAmlusion of GCodhoodD 'neatEmh our hand EmFalls multiple conAmfusion on aCll we Ddid orEm planned CThe mighty woDrks we pEmlanned
EmWe only in Creation - how mGuch luckAier the bridgCe and rail! EmAbide the twin damnation: tGo fail aAnd know we faCil EmYet we - by which Amsole token Cwe knoDw we oEmnce were Gods EmTake shame in beinAmg broken, hCoweverD greatEm the odds CThe Burden orD the OddEms
EmOh, veiled and secret PowerG, whose Apaths we seekC in vain EmBe with us in our hour of oGverthrowA and pain C EmThat we - by whichAm sure tokenC we knDow ThyEm ways are true EmIn spite of being Ambroken, or Embecause of being Ambroken CRise up and bDuild aneEmw CStand up and Dbuild anEmew!