The voyage is long and tedious,
Teetering on torturous.
Potential promise to a heavenly completion.
Detailed maps closely direct you to your destination.
Smooth sailing is part skill, part chance.
But what happens when the engine blows?
Mid journey?
A cracked fuel pipe can be a fatal flaw.
The pace of the ship slows, water slams the sides with life-altering power.
The waters too rocky to stick to the route,
The ship won’t make it
And the maps do not offer alternatives.
Your crew frantically brews around the cabin. Cries of panic and fear fill the space next to tension in the air.
What is stopping you from steering the wheel
Into oblivion?
Are you preventing a remedy?
Or are you merciful in your manner?
Is the weight of suffering too much to bare?
What if your destiny
Is to sink like the Titanic?
Tragedy is always memorable,
Especially when the ship is young and beautiful.
Your palms skim the ship’s wheel one more time.
Is there any hope left?
Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 8:21 PM UTC
The voyage is long and tedious,
Teetering on torturous.
Potential promise to a heavenly completion.
Detailed maps closely direct you to your destination.
Smooth sailing is part skill, part chance.
But what happens when the engine blows?
Mid journey?
A cracked fuel pipe can be a fatal flaw.
The pace of the ship slows, water slams the sides with life-altering power.
The waters too rocky to stick to the route,
The ship won’t make it
And the maps do not offer alternatives.
Your crew frantically brews around the cabin. Cries of panic and fear fill the space next to tension in the air.
What is stopping you from steering the wheel
Into oblivion?
Are you preventing a remedy?
Or are you merciful in your manner?
Is the weight of suffering too much to bare?
What if your destiny
Is to sink like the Titanic?
Tragedy is always memorable,
Especially when the ship is young and beautiful.
Your palms skim the ship’s wheel one more time.
Is there any hope left?
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