Surge

The majestic Titanic,
It glided through the North Atlantic,
with all smiles and beauty,
The cold surges of the pitch-black water
rose to the surface, crashing against the surface,
only to be silenced back down,
impatient it was,
It kept on rising,
it kept on sinking,
it kept on trying
and with a glacier, it crucified the almighty,
crushing it and it's "unsinkable" title,
it swallowed the hull in 2 bites,
and permanently suppressed it.