Thinking No Longer In Vogue

Poets, always unsatisfied, Making Life a tearful dream, Looking for Paradise, In life's tangled scheme, Or in the stories, Of a demoded screen. It seems so simple, But it's Not! You have a plan, you think a lot, And you search, In a brain that never sleeps. I conclude that, Thinking is for Fools, For answers are never there, No matter how hard you think or care, And stare at the pale-blue-light, Of a silent night. No Answers, Just Despair, All along Life's, Endless stairs, Always wanting to reach, The long away light of the Stars, That impossibly is never there.