𝓛𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓴𝔂

A bird of steel, its wings outstretched, Through midnight skies its fate was etched. Two hundred souls with dreams in tow, Into the unknown, where none may go. A whispered call, then silence fell, A story tides refuse to tell. The ocean holds its secrets tight, Beneath its depths, no trace, no light. A mother's tears, a father's plea, Echo unanswered across the sea. What shadows danced, what course betrayed, What hands of fate their rest have laid? The world grew small, yet vast it stayed, For even now, the questions weigh. Was it the stars, the winds, the night, That veiled the truth and dimmed the light? And so we watch the endless tide, The waves that ebb, the years that bide. For in our hearts, the hope remains— Someday, we’ll know their skies, their names.