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The Man Who Made The Titanic

 

Captain: Tonight the crew party with the guests.
The man who made the Titanic is aboard
and we celebrate while we can.
Should we journey to a new world of grandeur,
times ahead can think with wonder
how they got where they are
and remember the man who made the Titanic.
How easy could a captain's sleep be 
skating over billowing black sheets,
and only the yellowing thousand watt moon
to light the way. I thank the man who made the Titanic,
my glorious dreams challenging my senses.

Now all is rent by unthinkable truth.
Now ice is in my veins as I 
would have believed impossible.
What can a captain do but praise the losers,
insist we play a sweet violin. All our stories
end in unfinished journeys
while the man who made the Titanic, 
stowed among the women and children,
is slowly rowed to safety.

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raypool

Thu 21st Nov 2019 16:53

This is a nicely presented account of the truth and the fact remains that the man in question had to appear at the tribunal and got away with it. It all has that essential class privilege syndrome tied up in it and remains a microcosm of its time. Excellent especially the thousand watt moon and the billowing black sheets.

Ray

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