My Titanic’s slowly sinking The mighty horns are blowing danger danger And the iceberg’s in my soul No way now to read the charts That might have found a safer route
Launched with golden expectations To set new records on the wires Steady progress, ever forward Mindful of the precious cargo Forging through the troubled waters
Then a squall blew from the north All the maps were obsoleted Other captains took the helm Said they’d be sailing by the stars But only they had eyes to see them
Battered by the winds of evil Banners flapping in the gale Sent a message of confusion Warning help to stay away Praying that it still would come
As the ocean laps my ankles All the lifeboats are long gone Every hope has washed away And I must learn to love the water That will be my final home. LJM
This is not about the Titanic. It is about my working career. (I hate this new format - There is an extra word danger in line 2. That wa the only way I could get a space long enough to type a whole line without it being broken into two lines.) Maybe I'll figure it out, but why do I have to.