Reversing Forward

 

Reversing he was coming forward

Yes, coming straight at us,

Of that we had no doubt

For getting nearer was the dust.

 

Perhaps you are wondering

How such a thing could be

But the back of the car was to us

And that we could clearly see.

 

Whether it was intentional or not

We had little time to find out

So we scrambled to our feet

When we heard somebody shout.

 

They were shouting to the driver

“There are some boys behind!”

But the truth of the matter was,

Reversing forward was on my mind.

 

 

For here was a car reversing

But for us it was heading

And since heading is advancing

This reversing was forwarding.

 

That car was coming ahead

Even though we were behind

And had we not swiftly moved

That would have ended our time.

 

See how it related to us:

That back-end was the front,

It mattered not which end of the car

We were headed for the mount.

 

 

So, reversing forward is possible

If the thing is coming at you,

Get out of there as quick as you can

And live to advance your view.

 

Which brings me to another point

That fits this theme as well,

Some are reversing forward

On their way to hell.

 

Backwards they are, though forward,

From their own perspective,

They are dead in sins and trespasses

Although they feel they live.

 

Hell is on its way to meet them

Unless they press the brake,

They may find this rather amusing

Until hell becomes their fate.

 

Reversing forward can happen

Depending on where you stand,

If the back-end is headed for you

You could be a dead man.

 

Stewart Russell © February 2020