The Map Beneath the Change
They built the walls, so tall, so bright,
yet still the wind came rushing through.
They never sought the hidden sight-
the roots beneath they never knew.
People – culture, firm and true,
Organisation – beams that last.
Processes – the paths we view,
Information – the compass cast.
Technology – a bridge that stays,
no tide can wash its span away.
With all five whole, the house will raise,
without them, storms will make it sway.
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