Where Are You Now? Poem by Richard Jarboe

For those of you who follow the King,
Tell me, where are you now?
For those of you who follow the Pope,
Tell me, where are you now?

For those of you who followed the Beatles,
Tell me, where are you now?
For those of you who followed the flag,
Tell me, where are you now?

Be it Frank Zappa, or Andy Warhol,
Tell me, where are you now?
Be it the Koran, be it the Bible
Tell me where are you now?

Be it Mein Kampf, the Communist Manifesto,
Tell me where are you now?
The Bill of Rights with all the delights,
Tell me, where are you now?

Will you follow the leader on to quicksand?
Will you follow the leader to Hell?
Will you follow the leader on to Doomsday?
Only time will tell...

Sooner or later, you're bound to discover,
You're going to have to take the lead.
In this life time or maybe another,
You're more than a mouth to feed.

Time settles everything,
Indeed, all will come to rest,
And the fact is wherever you are,
Is anybody's guess.

No one controls the length of time,
Nor the breadth or the depth,
And there are no leaders at the end of the line,
Only you facing your death.