6 - In actual fact it's twenty-past midnight

In actual fact, it’s twenty-past midnight.
So does tomorrow come, after all’s said?
The M6 traffic jams gave us a fright:
A few cars had collided; drivers dead?
If only we could rewind, and then act
Out differently the scenes in which we play!
Then wouldn’t all life’s worries just contract?
Indifferent, we would smile our time away.
But we get only one shot at the drive
From south end of the motorway to north.
Like soldiers, we just hope to stay alive,
Surviving our near misses. Third or fourth
Near-smashes down in London. Maybe five
Lives all used up while down in the big smoke.
It’s best to smile and treat life as a joke.
Sun 10 Sep 2006