We rolled the dice, assuming
they would match.
of clocks and heirloom watches,
implications of forever.
once adorning family tables, betrothed to this sturdy structure,
a product of long-term teamwork, adventures,
Tons of hard work and pride, placed
on this Atlantic body,
that we had never fully known in the first place.
until, several hundred miles out,
the tip of the iceberg makes my mind suspicious
yet we remain optimistic.
There was no other way.
Then we hit.
The whole ship
sunk into an abyss,
never to be replicated,
preserving only symbols of time and security,
things we valued that
turned out not to matter.
Hard work that did not pay off after all.