The captain of the ship holds his head high.
He will go down with the ship with pride.
The cold twilight air burns his cheeks
As he directs the crew, the passengers to safety.
He is in a daze.
The bow has disappeared.
The ice water taken the ship,
Swallowing, pulling it under.
The last boat plops into the sea,
The beautiful sea he loved.
After this voyage, he planned to retire,
Live a long life
He holds his head high, noble captain
Grasp's the wheel of the ship
At the water overtaking the ship
It's over, the battle lost
He did all he could, couldn't he?
A few people still stranded on the deck.
Some cling to the rail.
But there's no difference really
Since most of them will die.
What a Life, he thinks and smiles
A rueful smile
The ship is still alive beneath him
Fighting the water
It laps at his heels. Covers the window.
The ship goes down, him, crushed beneath
Glass, ice, black water
As a young sailor, he had fallen in love with the sea
Obviously the sea did not return the favor.