Skyscrapers, spires and megapixel glows
are the face of the city everyone knows.
But under the metal and glass do they see
the people that make this place a home for me?
Around the clock the lights shine so bright and far
that at night its a little hard to see all the stars.
But they brighten the way for the people on the street
the light is for the eyeballs, not for the concrete.
Trading light pollution for a little light protection,
scaring away shadows so we don't smash up intersections
So if you're an out-of-towner go ahead and scoff
but there's no damn way we're turning the lights off.