“Keep Trying” by Chet Hervey

Anything worth doing, is worth doing poorly – G.K. Chesterton

A little to the left.
A leaning monument;
   the ingenuity of ten- 
   year-olds with a hammer,
A bag of nails and
A dream

Version number seven,
   maybe eight or nine.
“I have an idea,” says George,
   my brother, the engineer
   making complex diagrams
Even then

The construction site,
Two doors down from
   my house, brimming with lumber
   and beer bottles made bombs in
The grubby hands of
Two boys 

Our initial efforts collapsed;
   I have a scar from
   the ordeal. “Did you not
   hear about the tower of Siloam?”
Or the plywood cube, mostly
Of nails?

Even you must repent or
   alas, likewise perish
   along with our attempts
   and a stiff-necked people.
Repentance and construction must
Repeat