“Danger!  Turn back!
 Dam ahead.”  
 Warns of impending doom.  
 Wouldn’t it be nice 
 If life posted warnings? 
  
 Danger!  Turn back!
 Puberty ahead. 
  
 Danger!  Turn back! 
 Bad decision coming. 
  
 Danger!  Turn back!  
 Adulthood approaching.  
  
 Danger!  Turn back!  
 Failure imminent. 
  
 But we wouldn’t listen. 
 We’d miss the sign.  
 We’d scoff and keep going, 
 Bump our heads as we passed.  
  
 That’s why the sign is crooked.