open letter to the Norwegian Star

i watch people board
cruise ships
sipping martini's with
lemon twists
whiskey sours & red wine

i see the penthouse cabins
with sliding glass doors
that lead to
glass enclosed balcony's
with hard wood panel
railing
i hear them chuckle about
how they should have taken
their own yacht
it was bigger anyway

i laugh at the though of alcohol induced strokes
and a big crash on wall street
while these cocktail drinkers
lose everything they love