The Titanic Band

     Horror, that's what it was. As I played my violin, I watched as families were ripped apart. I watched as the men struggled to be strong enough to keep it together until the boat that held their wife and children sank below the edge of the ship, soon to be swallowed by the sea. They wanted, needed, to keep their tears in so as not to scare their loved ones any more then they already were. As I played, I saw the looks of despair on the faces of the women and the looks of ignorance on those of the children. I played on. As that ship went down, I continued to play so that maybe the last sound those folks would hear would not be screams of fear or sobs of sadness. I played so, hopefully, the last note they heard would be of peace, or at the very least, acceptance. Acceptance of their fate. 

~ S. Rae