HEROE

A toddler playing by the street
  just sitting there and looking sweet
  and from my old front porch swing
  this old fart can hear him sing

As I sit on ageing rear
  I hear a far truck shifting gear
  the little boy, he doesn't heed
  guess for him there is no need

I swing, my eyes begin to droop
  about to doze off on my stoop
  but just as I'm about to nap
  my eyes reopen with a snap

They must have seen at the last minute
  image of road with child now in it
  truck racing now around the bend
  now realize how this will end

Launch out of swing on aching knees
  now seeing truck come through the trees
  driver talking on cell phone
  kid unaware and all alone

RUN old fool across the yard !!
  accelerate you tub of lard !
  child's eyes turn up to racing truck
  his limbs are frozen, thunderstruck

Push legs, push! to be in time
  those rigs can't stop on a thin dime !
  as feet hit pavement I now see
  the truck may very well beat me

"Not in this life ! " I quickly think
  and dive, the kid's life on the brink
  hands push him out of way in time
  the truc..........