The Secret Of The Machines By Rudyard Kipling
(source TN Text book)
We were taken from
the ore-bed and the mine,
We were melted in
the furnace and the pit
We were cast and
wrought and hammered to design,
We were cut and
filed and tooled and gauged to fit.
Some water, coal,
and oil is all we ask,
And a thousandth of
an inch to give us play:
And now, if you
will set us to our task,
We will serve you
four and twenty hours a day!
We can pull and
haul and push and lift and drive,
We can print and
plough and weave and heat and light,
We can run and race
and swim and fly and dive,
We can see and hear
and count and read and write!
But remember,
please, the Law by which we live,
We are not built to
comprehend a lie,
We can neither love
nor pity nor forgive,
If you make a slip
in handling us you die!
Though our smoke
may hide the Heavens from your eyes,
It will vanish and
the stars will shine again,
Because, for all
our power and weight and size,
We are nothing more
than children of your brain!
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