The Diversion

Lights in the center
In the crevices of the soul
Illuminating bodies and households
Lights firmly attached their poles
planted firmly with the snakes below
lights are at their mercy
They wind around tightly
trying to squeeze out the light and life
outta those who are on their journey
Can't see where they are going 
Snakes on lamp posts
Snakes all around slithering on their grounds
Snakes hindering a soul from their destiny
One bite can detour a traveler to the infirmary