Javamandias.md

I met an engineer from an antique stack
Who said: "Two vast and headless instances of stone
Stand in the datacenter. Near them, on the JVM,
Half sunk, a shattered disk image lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that it's developer well those pages read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless UIs,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the git log these words appear:
'My name is Ozymandias, Instance of Instances:
Look on my perf, ye Mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level call queues stretch far away."