Titanic’s Fatal Fate

A giant of steel, a dream of man's design,

She cleaved the waves, a floating palace grand,

With lights ablaze, a spectacle divine,

Across the ocean, bound for distant land.

But icy breath, a berg of frozen might,

Unseen, unheard, a fatal, silent foe,

Tore through her hull in the dark of night,

And plunged her grandeur to the depths below.

The cries of souls, a symphony of fear,

As icy waters claimed them, one by one,

A chilling tale, forever held so dear,

Of debris shattered, and a voyage done.

So let us learn, from that disastrous fate,

That pride goes down, and humbles even the great.