The Titanic crashed in the waves of the ocean,
The storm,
Pounding its hull.
A dance was in the ballroom,
A party on floor three.
But no one knew about the captain,
Sleeping up the stairs.
The ship crashed into the iceberg,
In the thrashing waves of the sea,
It slowly flooded,
And still,
No one knew about the captain,
Sleeping up the stairs.
Doors flew open with people screaming,
Running for the deck.
The windows were left open,
And the doors lept off the hinges.
The captain,
Still sleeping,
Sleeping,
Sleeping.
The ship now
With its nose to the sea,
Sinking,
Sinking,
Sinking,
Sinking to the ocean floor.
And suddenly,
It broke!
People jumped into the lifeboats,
Taking off their coats,
The Titanic sank and sank
And was demolished like a exploding building.
And all that was left of the giant ship,
Were the people,
Trying to survive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem