Ship of Fools

The room is packed. The smoke is thick.
The men aren't hard to find.
The women stacked - they move in quick.
You know what they have on their minds.

To capture dreams, they think up schemes.
They hope this one comes true.
They'll take you home - you will be shown,
They know just what to do.

The singer sings his songs to make you,
Think of love - where did it take you?
Look at us, we're sittin’ on these stools,
All together on this Ship of Fools.

There is no wrong. There is no right.
They live only for tonight.
The words they say - will fade away,
Come the dawn’s daylight.

Another night, the mood is right.
Those songs ... They make you think.
About yesterday - make it go away.
Bartender! Give me one more drink!

The singer sings his songs to make you,
Think of love - where did it take you?
Look at us, we're sittin’ on these stools,
All together on this Ship of Fools.

Theresa Jackson is a 50ish going on 29 year old lady trying desperately to figure out what to do with the rest of her life. She has lived in Sunny Fort Lauderdale, Florida all her life. She has been married four times and will NEVER pull that stunt again! Due to several tragedies in her life she has a couple of unfinished book projects and a script about these Tragedies that need to be finished. A fire recently gutted her home and took  practically everything she owned and killed the beautiful talking Cockatoo she'd had since it was a Baby! She is heartbroken, homeless, and currently living with her youngest son, Chip. She only submitted these poems as a feeler to see if anyone liked what she had to say. Their acceptance brightened her day and her attitude. She just may go forward with her projects now, and has Aphelion to thank for that.

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