Don'T Panic
Here we rest on the
Dream. Hoping for a safe
Voyage to our new home. The
Room itself has more of us in it
Then I care to count.
We won it, so we're here
On our way to the promised
Land. Once there, I know my
Family will finally be
Safe.
She's deemed unsinkable,
It's all we hope for as we
Hide from the rich in the belly
Of the beauty. But if we did
Sink, would we survive?
Uimh-- No. Mustn't think
Of the dark. She will keep
My family safe. But, one could
Only hope to see the ocean we
Glide upon.
She trembles when I hear
The noise that no one
Wanted to hear. She's
Going to fall, but we're told
"Don't Panic".
"Don't Panic!" She's still
Moving. I breathe deeply
Hoping that it will be okay.
That my family will reach
America.
Minutes pass, seconds fly,
The floor that was dry before
Is now wet with the Ocean's tears.
He cries for his love that
He's hurt.
I take a hold of my children
And we slowly walk up the stairs,
Keeping calm,
Only to be stopped by a
Gate.
They were only going
To save the rich. We were
Forgotten. No longer is she a
Promise, but she's my family's
Death.
I lean into the gate,
Trying to see if I can
Break something loose as
The water moves up around
Us.
Finally, I look at
My children's terrified
Faces. Taking my hands,
We sit at the stairs, singing
Until we die.
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