Trying To Hold Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I'm here trying to hold everything from flop
Like Samson of the bible at one time did
But this tumbling down really will not stop
And I'm stuck in its middle like a pyramid
I've been here days with this purpose in mind
Attempting to discover the right way out
But I can't quit here and leave all behind
For its pattern will addle and go about
I'm like a pawn in this chain of reaction
The last prototype in its around block
Time and oldness is making counteraction
And very soon my grasp will lose its firm lock
If you can help me to hold stone to stone
I shall gladly have you and be not alone