The finest ship of the
White Star Line,
Titanic majestically
sailed the brine
A floating palace of
opulence
A thing of beauty and
elegance
But beauty is but a
fragile veneer
And conceals a truth
more austere
Into the depths
Europe’s poor, are thrust
Travelling in steerage
like human ballast
The iceberg cut her
stem to stern
But at first no one
showed concern
Except the poor below
the waterline
Where it quickly
filled with Icy brine
“Only God himself
could sink her”
It was claimed by an
unknown author
The Titanic promoted
by J. Bruce Ismay
Quickly sank to his
utter dismay
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