Engineers' Corner
`Why isn't there an Engineers' Corner in Westminster Abbey? In Britain we've always made more fuss of a ballad than a blueprint How many schoolchildren daydream of becoming great engineers?' — Advertisement place in the Times by the Engineering Council.
We make more fuss of ballads than of blueprints That's why so many poets end up rich, While engineers scrape by in cheerless garrets.
Who needs a bridge or dam? Who needs a ditch?
Whereas the person who can write a sonnet Has got it made. It's always been the way, For everybody knows that we need poems And everybody reads them every day.
Yes, life is hard if you choose engineering You're sure to need another job as well; You'll have to plan your projects in the evenings Instead of going out. It must be hell.
While well-heeled poets ride around in Daimlers, You'll burn the midnight oil to earn a crust, With no hope of a statue in the Abbey, With no hope, even, of a modest bust.
No wonder small boys dream of writing couplets And spurn the bike, the lorry and the train. There's far too much encouragement for poets — That's why this country's going down the drain.
Wendy Cope
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