Bridgend’s Religious Underpass Graffiti

On a short walk I discovered some graffiti on the walls of an underpass beneath a very busy bypass road.

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Free hugs you say? I was expecting an ambush… Instead I found bible quotes…

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Standard fare so far. A little cartoon devil and a sort of beat boy looking caricature tag.

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The Eye of Providence… Quite a common image to see in areas of graffiti. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eye_of_Providence

Then I was caught off guard by some graffiti biblical quotes which served no other purpose than propaganda in what is ultimately a very isolated area.

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Romans 5:21

That as sin hath reigned unto death, even so might grace reign through righteousness unto eternal life by Jesus Christ our Lord.

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Romans 10:9
That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.

Next to the two bible quotes was another bit of graffiti reading: ‘Read the King James Bible – And No Other’ the last part of which was underlined.

Apparently I had found the secret meeting place of radicalised Anglican Protestant Christians in the town. Perhaps I have stumbled upon some mystery which will lead to globe trotting adventures?

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On My Walk Home…

On my walk home…

I saw two men dressed in the colours of Mario and Luigi…
On my walk home…
I smelled burning and knew it was Autumn…
On my walk home…
People walk their dogs on long leashes…
On my walk home…
I smelt fish and chips though there were no shops around…
On my walk home…
A man in a wheel chair hurtled down the slope making an old woman step into someone’s garden…
On my walk home…
I smelled burning plastic…
On my walk home…
I unconsciously race anyone who overtakes me…
On my walk home…
It should be a healthy walk but as it’s alongside a major road may be walking in a corridor of fumes from vehicles…
On my walk home…
A school girl waits near a bus stop for someone to meet her…
On my walk home…
There is a part hidden and unlit behind tree cover where someone could attack in the bleak midwinter undisturbed…
On my walk home…
There is no cover from the harsh sun of high summer…
On my walk home… I am alone.


A short vignette based on things I have seen while walking home from work. Written without editting. A ‘flow of consciousness’ piece I suppose you might call it.