The Street Lamp
The job is to lit in night,
From Sun,leased out the light,
Edison is the master,
Taught Lincoln,not history but how to become a history?
A philanthropist,
Giving all light free like smile,
A camera fixture along the road to capture pictures,
A wayside police always straight and alert,
Vanishing,handing over the night to the next in shift,dawning,
Rolling down the blankets mist and snow in armpits,
When the big way to open to the big boss,Sun to come on Sky!
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