“ lose of lube oil” quick warning call
“stop and lock” command that growl
we have situation on our sleeve to see
it could be serious or just routine day
we slow down to almost trawling, long
we lost time; equivalent to lose of sleep
there are always plans for moments that come
it’s expected to occur for a structure this old
interesting of it is we are capable of dealing
any issues that arise at any given scenario
we don’t debate what we do; we just do it
we save lots of time and energy; that way
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem