Cruse Lines

Cruse Lines


Freedom doesn’t need to be

So expensive and rich

Look at a small boat,ever so free

To change its orientation at the nick

Unlike the cruse line,The Titanic

At the sight of an iceberg

Try as it might and may

Can not swirl away


Social animals swarm

To create a scale economy

And a chance of genocide

A city of millions clutter

For a pandemic to eliminate

No one likes to be an island

Few are content with a small boat

While All like to get aboard

A luxury cruse

Sailing blind


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