Street Lights

By Crystal   

Street lights were made for the honest
Not for the wretched
They like the dark so that no one can see what they are doing in the shadows
If they linger there long enough, they will turn those trustworthy people into them so the pattern of the untrustworthy ones will continue thriving on.

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Street lights turning undesirable people. Like our parents used to say. Nothing good happens after a certain time at night. In a way that is true today.