THE SHIP OF TRAGEDY AND DREAMS, ODE TO (THE RMS TITANIC)
It is a tale as old as time, they say
One that people still think of every day
Human loss, human arrogance, pays its price.
This one, however, paid the price with ice.
It is a story no human being has forgotten
The tale of woe and suffering that was begotten
So many years ago, has changed our world forever
But so many forget, oh do they forget
That before the Titanic was a mere symbol of regret
She was a living thing, a thing of beauty and wonder
A thing that everyone stopped to ponder
Nary an eye could ever pass by the marvelous ship
Oh, how everyone wanted to go on this magnificent trip
Be on her beautiful bow, travel down the grand staircase
Whether you be someone rich or someone not so fortunate
There was nothing better than this palace of dreams
The newspapers were full of it, it seems
Dazzle, glamour, spectacle and riches galore!
The Titanic possessed all this and so much more.
Turkish baths, spas, a pool, and reading rooms
Unknowingly to those who stayed, these would become their tombs.
She was built with the most tender and loving care
Humans who wanted to live and have a fabulous affair
Unfortunately, when that ship departed from the dock of Cherbourg on 10 April of 1912
She was a mystical goddess, returning to her natural home.
Stranded on the ocean, all alone.
The ecstasy continued, for five nights, splendor and happiness were to be found everywhere!
John Jacob Astor, Molly Brown, and others partying without a care!
The first class passengers dreamed of more wealth, gems and greed
While the second class never hungered after things they didn't need
The courageous third class, merely ghosts, were the ones who needed help most.
Alas, nothing gold can stay.
On the morning of 15 April, 1915, Titanic bowed her last.
She met her nemesis, the iceberg, who bowed like a man asking a woman to dance
Before he turned and broke her heart in one final stance
The humans believed they'd gone away unscathed
Oh how foolish they were, as blue ocean water started to fill the ship
Time and life were beginning to slip
It was the apocalypse
Men, women and children desperately fighting for their lives
All aboard a ticking time bomb that was going off at any time
Run, fight, get into lifeboats all you like, it won't change a thing.
This ship is going down and everyone aboard it will drown!
Oh, the brave Captain Smith, always being a valiant hero,
He tried to save everyone else, until his life went down to zero.
Women and children were of utmost priority.
Tis a pity that men were not of importance, too.
Here, there, everywhere, panic starts.
Get in the lifeboat, they commanded!
It's the captain's orders, they demanded!
The ship is going to sink?
What an absurd thing to think!
That ship is a massive iron castle.
No way she can ever sink from something that is a mere hassle.
But as the hours ticked on, time began to run out for the beloved liner.
Water, water, the grave for over 1,000 souls
As more and more finally started to realize
That the ship was going to capsize
It's too late, much too late!
You have chosen to delay too long, to wait!
And because of that, you've sealed your fate!
Edward Smith turned and looked at his men,
He said, amen to all you gentlemen, now let's go look for any more passengers!
And with a wave and a bow, the dear captain fell beneath the waves,
Satisfied at having saved as many as he could.
Chaos, sheer and utter panic
People, people, all absolutely manic.
Below them, the poor, innocent souls of third class blead and peg
Give us a hand, give us a leg!
Trapped within an iron cage, nowhere to go, to get off the stage
The ship sinks, dragging the innocents down with it
The ship takes young and old, innocent and guilty, without giving a shit.
2:00 on the hour.
The urgency of the situation becomes clearer.
Rockets shooting in the sky
People begging and screaming, crying for mercy
Oh where is the lie?
As the band continues playing their funeral song of death
Everywhere, the ship starts tilting, throwing those off it.
Innocent souls, bobbing beneath the endless blue
Dying the waters a crimson hue
The hour that only a number of souls will remember
The lights flared out like embers,
The ship of a thousand dreams held itself up high
As though a goddess looking up from above
Then it tore itself asunder
As the ship began to go under
Taking with her a thousand people
People like you and me, with hopes and dreams
The little, little lifeboats, rowing away, watching as the disaster began
Everywhere, screams and cries of innocents could be heard
Those begging without a word
As they drowned and froze within the cold brine
There was nothing on that night that was divine
Innocent souls pleading for help that was not given
All because of greed and selfishness that is not forgiven
Then, wo, in came a savior!
The brave ship the Carpathia!
She brought them all back to shore
Allowed them once more an ordinary life!
The horrors became unveiled to the world!
How, but how, is the question on everyone's minds, even to this day?
How on earth could a ship as perfect, as mythical, as wonderful as Titanic sink?
The answer is simple, I say.
All pride goeth before a fall, I say.
Human arrogance has its part to play.
But overall, nothing amazing can stay.
The Titanic was doomed from the start
An immortal being in a land of mortals
She took her last bow and returned to her home in the heavens
As her carcass lies below the ocean floors, decaying
Her days are dwindling, we hear
The ship is becoming a mere memory.
Oh, but never forget RMS Titanic, I say.
Never forget the brave souls who went on that ship
And went with it and did not come back alive.
Never forget the brave crew who sacrificed themselves
So that those that were saved could live.
It is a crime, I say, for this ship to be forgotten.
She is an example of things that must be remembered.
For those mistakes that were committed in the past will soon be repeated.
The legacy of the Titanic will never be defeated.