Backroad

 Taking the back roads to work one dayI suddenly found to my dismayThat I was lost without a clueAnd didn’t know quite what to doI stopped a man to ask the wayAnd this to me the man did say“I sees yer lost an’ I’d like t’aidBut what possessed ya, when ya madeThat last left turn into this streetDidn’t you know your end you’d meetThis road leads nowhere; mark me wellThis road will only lead to hell”I looked behind me, through the hazeTo see a vehicle, all ablazeI looked again, and I could seeThe body in that car was me