Wherever They Are Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Even though the greatness is spoken,
The power of it dims and weakens.
Instead of building strong foundations,
Manifested from all of God's creations...
They chose a racist point of view,
That now has left them screwed!
Undoing themselves they did.
And now most of them slide,
In a nonstop skid!
With everything they have consciously done...
They hopelessly close their own eyelids!
Unbelieving of the disaster,
And their nightmare made!

They don't have to go anywhere,
To wonder or wander far or too long...
To ask themselves what has gone wrong!
'Wherever' they are...
Whether drinking in bars or driving drunk in cars!
They are sure to run into their own reflections!