"Mans Tragic Ambition"
Inspired by her beauty
our great achievement stands
the largest moving object
built by man's own hand
The name we gave is fitting
and helped us to believe
"Titanic" is unsinkable
a long life she will lead
The 10th of April 1912
and "Titanic" sails at noon
shouts of joy come from the crowd
but silence follows soon
Gradually, as hours pass
our ship increases speed
to reach New York ahead of time
an ambition fuelled by need
The days go by so graciously
the distance made so great
as night draws in and darkness falls
with it comes our fate
Hushed words we hear in voices low
and orders from the crew
with tales of ice that passed so near
our reservations grew
"All hands on deck!" the captain shouts
Mother and Child were called
and as the sound of water grew
the bow began to fall
Screaming heard from every mouth
was present all around
what haunted most, and echoes still
was the deathly silent sound
And now she sits so elegant
in oceans blue and deep
"Titanic's" found her resting place
where forever she will sleep.
Written by C.A. Uttley. 1999
"Lost in Vain"
I close my eyes to imagine their fate
I see my loved-ones reluctant to leave
bidding farewell from the crowded deck
as the lifeboats descend on the Sea
A final kiss, a long wave goodbye
and my most precious belongings depart
I gaze down with a smile as they lower away
ti's a sight that unsettles my heart
I walk through the crowds with my fellow men
and a fact soon enters my mind
there aren't enough boats for those still onboard
over half will be left behind
I quietly stand with my hands on the rail
as I watch how the boats move away
far from this Ship that is sinking with ease
this Ship on which I am to stay
Young Bride from Marconi is talking to Smith
and words of good fortune I hear
the Steamer Carpathia is coming up hard
and now Hope replaces my Fear
Men dressed in their best stand Gallant and True
with their Servants they patiently wait
to follow Titanic is their only request
and with Honor they embrace their fate
To the Stern of the Ship with others I run
as Titanic sinks at the Bow
"Every man for himself" our Commander calls
for I believe that's the way of it now
The noise of explosions distract my thoughts
and the lights on the deck start to fade
as I stand with the Steerage I become well aware
that my Wealth cannot come to my aid
Panic sets in as the water comes close
for my loved-ones I search all around
I find them watching from their boat far away
and I call, but I make no sound
As I fall far below into water so cold
one thought is all that remains
"What a great loss of life we have had to endure
to achieve an ambition so vain".
Written by C.A. Uttley. 1999
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