Since I was not selected for submitting a "New Poem for the Ritual of the Calling of an Engineer" I might as well put my entry here...
From the forges of industry,
And the sweat of diligent hands,
Comes the work of engineering,
That it shapes the land.
Yet it is not just the brawn,
But the mind of self-control,
That designs with integrity,
To reach each goal.
For in the service of society,
Our efforts are not our own,
And sacrifice is necessary,
To ensure our labors are sown.
But lest not forget,
The human qualities we bring,
Of the heart and spirit,
That make material sing.
Humility in our pursuits,
Consideration in our ways,
As we build a better world,
For future days.
So together our voices,
In hymn to noble aims,
Of engineering, self-control,
And service with no claims.