titanic By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
The titanic was in the
water like a light house
when it was sinking
The titanic looked like
the rescue that they
needed but they sunk.
The titanic was the
resurrection and the
desmise of a light house.
A Violinist played the
hymn nearer my God to
thee as it was sinking.
She was in her green
dress while bleeding
at top of a light house.
She didn't have time
to lay her head on her
violin like a pillow.
All the men like rain
drops falling to the
sound of the hymn.
Fireworks did not stop
titanic from morphing
into a light house at all.
She rode it down like
an elevator until there
was no beam of hope.
The Ladies got there
chance to vote but
they said not today.
She clung to another
mans body until she
died fighting the cold.
To this day the sound
of the violin makes them
shiver with remorse.
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