Street Lights.

This one, I wrote... Ages ago.

Street Lights

Walk past
Every street light
It's all the same
One by one
One by one
Emitting the same glow
Extruding the same light
Programmed with the same watts
Just boring.

Stride down the street
as the cold air fills your lungs
Aware of the clones of street lights
Again
and again

Come across a broken light
Gaze in curiousity
That's about it, just keep walking.

Spend all your time trying to find a unique light.
One on its own.
It can be found in its glow.
Its light
Its watts
Its shape
Its size
It could just be the way the moonlight reflects off the bulb
Or how this light is moved in a different way.

Then again...
Sometimes you think you've found a unique light that catches your eye
But it ends up being exactly like all the others.
Just the same.
Just the same.

Over and over again.
This cycle continues.
Until morning...
You can really see
What the lights for what they were.
What they really were.
What they are.
But nobody cares.
Nobody looks.
Nobody pays attention.
Just because a light glows at night
Doesn't mean that's all it's good for.

Take for granted this light.
Before.
It.
Just.
Fades off.
Into.
The.
Morning.
Morning.
Never.
Never.
To.
Be.
Noticed.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Again.