Shipwrecks

The Mary Rose, Andrea Doria, Estonia, MV Doña Paz, RMS Titanic, and the Endurance Wasn't, in techno craftsmanship, each a utopia? Wasn't, yet, the cause of their wreck been soft luxe sentiments? Could they, in cores, cope with collisions with the ice rocks? Was immersion hypothermia humanly handled? In times of perpetual physical and psychic blocks Wasn't the divine enlightenment and wisdom trampled? As though hunted and haunted whales, the ship's skeletons swayed. Spirits of the dead, with the synchronizing sea waves, dance Neither the lighthouses nor the stars could show them the way. Doesn't, yet, the strife of each life, before God, get a chance? In games of gain and loss, did they gain and lose by themselves? Are the shelves of the ships that are wrecked mere shelves of elves' delves?