Miss Titanic’s Rest

Felix L. Perry

They found the broken young ladies’ body

She lay resting on King Neptune’s breast

Where she’d planned to spent her eternity

With her spirits in quiet eternal rest

The sunken ship they said was unsinkable

Some claim a mass murderer of her day

Hit that iceberg like a suicide’s bullet

While the band played the sad night away

Three graveyards they filled in Halifax

With the bodies of all those she took

Man, woman and child markers of granite

Just another page in a Maritime’s book

They say technology discovered her purpose

Investigated the ghosts of her missing past

Myself I say she should have been left alone

Miss Titanic nay never her shadow to cast…