Today, is my aniverssary of pains and agony <br />I remember, The Beautiful voyage in a drowning ship <br />soul's in distress, the heart is filled with unspeakable pain <br />Seas opening to swallow our pride <br />Help came too late. <br />to the third citizen in the room on water wheels <br />Helpless wailings <br />Children of he lesser gods. <br />as always neglected in renown tragedies <br />arms so numb <br />Whetted in endless tears, <br />That lifes so beautiful must end in cold sea <br />Amidst hungry whales and measureless depth. <br />In the Third Cabin, our voices ignored in the Dillema <br />Though escapes was useless. <br />Fear of the Unknown <br />as scampers scrammbling speedily from the hole <br />Children of the lesser gods. <br />head of victims wailing in vain. <br />We wept, <br />we wailled <br />yet we died. <br />in the third cabin of the ship.<br /><br />macaulay akinbami<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-third-cabin-of-the-sinking-ship/
