sábado, 17 de dezembro de 2011

1 - Maintenance

Every monument decays,
No matter how huge.
It won't be with prays
Nor beating around the bush
That it will be safe from disaster;
Architects must work harder!

The work is never done.
There's no such thing as completion.
It's a commitment to the bone,
A work in progress and motion,
Requiring the most severe discipline
To keep the beat of our heart's turbine.

This needs dedication to detail,
An eagle's eye to cracks and bends.
Every hit can make it fail
If there's no truth in the amends.
Maintenance is the hardest task;
It makes love real and not a mask.

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