Arrows

He liked being in the army
Not having to make decisions
There were people to tell you what to do
And arrows telling you where to go
Arrows pointing to the canteen
Arrows pointing to the stores

But there were decisions that would have to be made
Arrows pointing to the armoury
Arrows pointing to the guardroom

And arrows didn't just tell you where to go
Arrows could kill people
Or mark out a convicts clothes