What Others Do Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

No one knows with it shown to rehearse,
Where an unpaven road will take them.
There is no map with detailed attractions,
With distractions attached.
To highlight the places to find peace at night.
Or who to call if something is craved.
And there it is...just as wished.
Already prepared to feed that appetite.

No!
No one knows with it shown to rehearse,
Where an unpaven road will take them.
Only those with their preferences to make,
Awaken each day...
Criticizing to fault and blame what others do.
Without knowing a 'thing' about facing obstacles.
Or know what it takes to remove them.