#Broken Toys
Better one than the other.
The lion had always believed he was untouchable.
Then came the old man, diabetic, blind in a sugar-induced comma, drifting across the solid yellow line.
Then came the crash.
Chemical baths and broken bones.
Steel folded, glass shattered, pride crumpled beside the road. A roaring king became silent metal, while a tiny green logo still clung to the door, alive.
People walked past and only saw a wreck. They couldn't see the decades to come. The infections. The amputations. The surgery after surgery. And the losses unintended and unexpected.
But they came nonetheless. The hurt and loss.
A lion may look mighty, but it's the one who keeps breathing that gets another sunrise.
This image was 20-ish years ago... teh lion lives, but walks with a limp and is more broken every day.
