A poem – Lights 

Hypnotised 

By the lights, 

You know, those lights,

That shine so bright

Filling your eyes with shine

Or should that be shame?

As you know what’s to blame 

For the dizzy feeling

The woozy feeling

The funny feeling that feels like 

You’re not feeling.

It’s all fun and games

Until someone’s not having fun 

And someone’s playing games

That you don’t want any part in;

The lights

Those bright lights, those lights

That are fun but only until

The night ends 

and you see the sun.

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