Fragile Symphony

Fragile Symphony

The bodies bobbed in the water with a raft drifting nearby,

hundreds of people from the RMS Symphony

were struck down by tyranny.

In the silence of unheard screams,

they were massacred by the cursed dreams.

In the debris floating off the stern,

can be seen a head with curls and a hand with a glowing burn,

Just head and a hand.

It was a tough night in the South Pacific,

the bodies knocked together by the waves,

grey men came in grey suits with a grey scent that enslaves.

They were taken to a ship’s lobby and dumped in a pile,

dumped as if they were never alive.

When morning arrived,

the colorless corpses were embalmed,

the water was clotted like stewed raspberries,

but the waves had calmed.