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Ghosts of the Titanic
The last few agonizing moments aboard the ill-fated Titanic, Were no doubt filled with horror and unabated panic. She slipped 'neath the waves to settle on the floor of the sea, To create a watery grave for 1500 souls who rest for all eternity. I dreamed that I descended to her resting place 13000 feet below, Where eternal darkness reigns and deadly currents ebb and flow. As I neared her eerie hulk I felt that I trod on hallowed ground, Taking care not to step on the many personal items lying around. There were many poignant reminders of life on that cluttered floor; Ladies shoes, leather caps, crystal wear, china and so much more. I saw the two massive outboard propellers in the distant gloom, And the towering mast lay upon the deck where it met its doom. I entered her interior and viewed the once magnificent dining room. Remains of fine china and silverware were scattered in the eerie tomb, Reminders of exquisite dining by the beau monde on her maiden cruise, And nearby the beautiful reception room where the elite met to schmooze. I awoke from my dream with a start and later upon reflection, Mused upon the 'unsinkable Titanic' and man's strive for perfection, And concluded when man in his foolish pride doth egotistically exclaim That his schemes and follies are indestructible, he is doomed to shame! Entry for Rob Carmack's "Dreams Contest"
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