Poetry / Conspicious as the Narnian Lampost

Street lights shine so misleadingly
on this blacktop night
the men swagger precariously,
here in the redlight.

What do the lights shine down on?
and what do they reveal?
The truth of this city
the murder, the madness, the steel.

If your home is made of concrete,
then you are a jungle man.
And if it is your lights that block the night,
then it was you who destroyed this land.

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