Titanic Poem by Bill Wright

Let's walk the deck,
Take in the sights,
Waves tossing and turning,
With all their might,
Gigantic, Titanic, Atlantic.

Onward we go,
No looking back,
A thousand miles,
From Halifax,
Creamy, milky, stormy.

Unlike before,
In days of old,
The Sapphire knows,
Which way to go,
Stable, able, capable.

Not far from here,
Is where she fell,
The clang, clang, clang,
Of Doomsday bell,
Manic, panic, Titanic.

Remember them now,
As o'er their graves we pass,
Those poor lost souls,
Who breathed their last,
Aboard the doomed Titanic.