Dawn

When the shoe’s on the other foot,
Don’t stop to check it fits.
Carry on regardless,
Death is hardly harmless.
Walking down the bowling alley,
Don’t watch the man in fits.
Keep on striding,
It’s your bare-back their riding.
Lashing out hand and foot,
Don’t wait to see the hits,
Ignore the calling,
All your men have fallen.
Trapped in a blazing alley,
Don’t like the modern hits,
Heed my warning,
A new day is dawning.