A Story Of Greatness Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

The grand ship, a mountain of concrete not steel,
He stood on the bridge, a proud man to feel.
They called him the captain, the best of the best,
But the world watched closely, put him to the test.

His words were like wind, his actions so weak,
The ship listing badly, a terrible creak.
The sailors grew weary, their trust started to fade,
The bright painted image began to degrade.

Now whispers grow louder, a change in the air,
That grand name upon stone, a burden to bear.
For a captain of substance, a mind sharp and clear,
Deserves the high honor, year after year.

So the name will be scrubbed, a lesson to learn,
That pride without purpose, will surely un-burn.
The building will stand, for a legend of old,
A story of greatness, bravely untold.