Bottles rest on an ocean floor
Still filled with wine to this day.
The clanking of glasses are heard no more
The laughter has faded away.
Fish swim where the diners once sat
Fine china lies shattered to dust.
Sea junk has collected on this and that
Lavish tables are covered in crust.
105 years, the damage lives long,
A sad reminder to all
No matter how mighty, no matter how strong-
Even a giant can fall.
(Unopened wine bottles lying on the Atlantic ocean floor from the Titanic wreckage)