Do not go gentle into good design,
Solution should burn and live another day;
Rage, rage against the problem we define.
Though the means to their end ain’t no benign,
Because their words had forked no action they
Do not go gentle into good design.
Lame designers wave by, crying how bright
Their designs might still work in the old way,
Rage, rage against the dying of delight.
Business, who’s caught paying the lip service,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into good design.
Business, confused, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could hinder like defeat and delay,
Rage, rage against the dying of delight.
And you, the leader, there on risky height,
Curse, bless, design with sneers and fears, I sigh.
Do not go gentle into good design.
Rage, rage against the dying of delight.
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