Crushed by the injustice

That someone who mows down a cyclist

Didn’t see him

What? Didn’t see him in broad daylight

Ahead

In orange and red

Didn’t see him, my arse

Didn’t look more like it

Or was elsewhere

And crushes him under the car

Crushes him, breaks him

But he didn’t die

Not quite

Patched together by a heroic NHS

Mountains to climb to recover

What he can

Life changed

His life and ours

Forever

And that’s worth?

6 points and £150

Justice, what justice?