"Give me your tired, your poor,......your wretched..."
The Titanic is sinking, Rats scurry hither and yon.
The band plays on..
As if nothings wrong...play
A request, a dirge..
As those that are wealthy,
Purchase a passage
On a lifeboat! Stealthy!
The middle rummages for some vests,
They can carry our chests, our burdens.
Preacher and Pastor alike..speak amongst the chaos..
"For a kind donation,
We can get you to safe station.
This ship is built to last,
Just praise God and hold on fast!
As I preach from this lifeboat safely on the sea...
Let the sound of the band be a comfort to thee!
As I care for those with me"...
While for the poor dancing in desperation,
The band, they fiddle.
The Titanic is sinking!