The silent bridge stands witness!

The things we take for granted:

Skid marks on tarmac, learner driver startled by lycra blur causing them to break too hard.
 
A hundred shards of a
smashed wine glass from a woman with shattered dreams and a broken heart.

Chicken and chip boxes, naughty kids who skipped maths.

A bus shelter, broken seat and graffiti, urine puddles from intoxicated teens.
 
The shell of a bicycle attached to railing seat stolen, pedals stolen, tyres punctured and bell broken.

A tiny amount of sick in a phone box from a heroine addict trying to kick the drugs.

A used condom tossed from the window of the rented limo of an international business mogul and his top dollar escort

Rotten flowers and a flea bitten teddy bear soaked by rain  a tragic memorial to a lady who commited suicide.

An overflowing bin with torn posters offering a reward for information on a rapist  beneath bags of dog excrement, old newspapers and half eaten sandwiches.

The silent bridge stands witness.