life as a street lamp

i've seen you before

walking 'neath the warm, gentle glow

of my lonesome lamp's light

never questioning why it shines

or for whom it shines for

just a useful amenity for your life

and nothing more.

i do not blame you for this

as i do not have lips to speak

and tell you my struggles

or arms to reach out

to hold and embrace you

for i am a simple street lamp

a silent sentinel of night.

i've stood and watched as lives unfold

of emphatic lovers walking 'neath my beams

of lonesome travelers in need of guiding light

of the sick, the evil

the good and the bad

i've seen life

and i've seen death.

for its my job to light the way

to assist the hundreds that pass me by

to lighten life's darkest roads

to reveal that which cannot be seen

never once expecting thanks

never once expecting attention

only happiness.

but some days i wish to rip away

these electrical roots that hold me down

to tear away this concrete tomb

to run, to walk

to live, to breath

to speak, to sing

to love.

for i know that i am not alone

for i see hundreds of lamps apon this road

hundreds of lamps just like me

and i wish to unearth myself

to settle next to another like me

for the glow of two lights together

makes life brighter for all.

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