Titanic Sinks: Aberdeen Man Is Drowned Poem by Sheena Blackhall

Every two-bit shyster wanting to take pot-shots at my city
Quotes this headline:
Titanic Sinks. Aberdeen Man is Drowned

Never mind your duchess in furs
Your Irish emigrant chasing impossible love
Your coat-tailed orchestra playing its way to Davy Jones's locker
This is the REAL show-stopper
Titanic sinks. Aberdeen man is drowned.

Provincialism. The tribal need to care
About your own and to hell with the rest out there.
When you open the door and he's standing in the hall,
Death, with his scythe and hearse that's just for you,
Your very own coffin plaque and funeral pall
Wouldn't you like someone to be coming too
From a shared community to the quiet ground?
Titanic sinks. Aberdeen man is drowned.