One day that bad guy
Met that wrong guy
Oh what a lesson he learned
That every road has a turn
On a walk along a crowded city sidewalk
One good guy was just minding his own business
One bad guy walked in the opposite direction
Looking for a weakling to mess up
Unexpectedly there was a sound of clashing bodies
So hard on the good guy he lost his balance
And for a moment lost his temper
For another moment expected to hear an apology
And still for another moment expected to see a remorseful guy
Too bad the bad guy enjoyed the moment
He hurled insults and threatened to assault
Instead of rendering an apology
Too good for the bad guy to see someone sulk in pain
Too bad for the bad guy to laugh at someone’s pain
When the good guy gauged his height and size
He knew it would be bad business to tackle the bad guy in a fray
The bad guy had his way this day
Waiting in a queue at a shopping mall pay point
One good guy was minding to pay for his groceries
One bad guy cut right in front of the good guy
Pushing to pay for a pack of cigar and a bottle of whiskey
So hard he pushed the good guy fell backwards
Onlookers saw it all
But none had the balls
No balls to tell the bad guy to wait till it was his turn
Some onlookers knew him as a thug
Who had a couple of thugs lurk in the shadows…as his backup
Onlookers cautioned good guy to keep his distance
To nip thuggery in the bud
To deny the ruffian a bad chance
When the bad guy got to the cashier
The cashier angrily pushed his whiskey aside
Bad guy pushed it violently back in front
With a throaty croaky retort
“If you don’t need my bucks
I just walk away with your stuff”
The cashier chickened out…at the threat
She served the bad guy just to send him away
The bad guy had his way this day
A good guy sat alone over a couple of drinks
Minding his own business
Three rowdy men walked in
And deliberately sat at a table so close
Just to disturb the peace of his mind
Just because he appeared too quiet…too timid
One bad guy of the rowdy trio
Teased the good guy to a fight
The good guy continued to mind his own business
But the bad guy teased further on
Then the lonely good guy called his bluff
He beat the bad guy to a pulp
The remaining lot of the rowdy trio he dared
Teasing them to a fight
They stood dazed
…rooted without bringing about a bout
They feared to be roundly routed
Wondering what kind of stuff
…the lonely man was made of
He was an ex-soldier who knew martial arts
And who knew when to act
He was in no mood at all
To allow the bad guy of the rowdy trio
To get away with his rowdy nonsense
No!
Not in his presence
One day that bad guy
Met that wrong guy
Oh what a bitter lesson he learned
That every road has a sure turn
