The Wail of the Woeful Sailor
The wail of the woeful sailor
Rang out across the sea.
No longer proud, he cried aloud
"Please God, come rescue me!"
The sea is cruel to a Ship of Fools
With nowhere else to be.
They sail around, their destination bound
For the bottom of the sea.
So if we fail to hear this wail
And keep things as they be
No longer wise, then our demise
Will be no mystery.
And may God Bless America
Nickolas N. Zaccaro