A Disaster Being Debated Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

For those who tried,
But could not stop watching...
The sinking of an aging ship,
They made frequent attempts to upgrade.
With the hope to update its outdated appearance,
They have discovered their efforts...
To endeavor have made little difference.
Since...
Passengers on it continue to argue,
Over a disaster being debated.
One they have created to allow it done.

So...
Those who tried with valid attempts,
To save the appearance...
And the hype of this ship.
Once known for its greatness that has attracted,
Those aboard who have crowded upon it...
Sit.
On lower deck seats they have taken to shore.
Listening to the ones debating.
While the sinking goes ignored.

'What are you looking at through your binoculars? '

~If I am not mistaken,
It looks like the crew.
And they are waving.
As if we, and not they, are the fools.
I'm not sure of this...
But it looks like the Captain is with them too.~

'Comeon.
We've got better things to do.
Let's return to the debate.
And enjoy the rest of the cruise.
That can't be the Captain and the crew too.
I saw them all just an hour ago,
Removing the seats from the lower deck.
While the Captain was showing the crew,
Which tools to use to properly remove the seats.
Just in case there was an emergency.'

~Now they are using their arms.
Moving them around as if they are swimmers.
One is pretending to give another,
Mouth to mouth recuscitation.
Two keep running back and forth into the water.
Falling to the sand then crawling.
You should see this.
It's real funny.~

'Comeon.
We've got better things to do.
Let's return to the debate.
And enjoy the rest of the cruise.'