The Tragedy of Titanic

Although she was said to have some good luck, Titanic, the grand ship, was down, The sky was splashed ink when disaster struck, Though no one thought they would ever drown, I remember their voices slowly rising around me, Panicked as the water rose high, There were only dark waves as far as we could see, And they seemed to spread into the sky, Soon there was yells, praying, and many a frightened tear, Such chaos surrounded us all, While the orchestra played on, music strained in soupy fear, As crushing water filled every hall, What terror, what horrors I witnessed that night! As a giant hand snapped Titanic in half, And despite all her wonder, her magnificence, her might, The hungry sea swallowed her with a laugh, As I watched her sink later, safe in a lifeboat, Her lights blinked, then were forever gone, And as I sat shivering, icy, in my drenched coat, I cried, for I knew hundreds would never see dawn. My tears froze to my cheeks as I gazed up above, Even the fiery stars looked down, mourning, What a tragedy, they wept, engulfed by darkness’ glove, Indeed, it was the wicked sea’s warning.