The Shrine

The light is hurting my eyes
Even in the dark
I know I'm alive
I am burning for you
Yeah, you know its true

Voices are calling in the night
Breaking the chain between our lights
I see your face, I recognize
Darkness, you are a holy shrine

A peculiar sight. It is either Health and Safety totally gone nuts or an attempt to keep the lampost dry. I am not too sure what the purpose of this exercise is? The lampost is less than a year old and I can remember watching them erect it.
The guy under the polythene was rubbing off the paint coat and another stood by with several paint can sprays. The obligatory supervisor also stood by-watching the work in progress and your truly!