Walk On By Poem by Amy Louise Kerswell

Off you went.
You just walked on by.
Even though you could see under that bridge.
And maybe hear my screams.
You looked but you walked.
Why couldnt you of called help.
Maybe that would have been the last time.
Prehaps he wouldnt of been able to do it again.
If only you had got help.
Becuase you could see what was happening.
But you all walked on by.
I hope that if it ever happens to you.
That someone gets help.
The agonsing wait for him to roll off.
You will never want to know