The Soho lights
Were shining like an electric lobster
I was thinking what an Edmonton boy
Should do-
As punk rockers smoked marihuana
In small corners
Shadows danced a routine that was choreographed
In hell-
And glue, speed and alcohol blended into humidity
Eerybody knew God had no recognition
For this recondite humanity
I thought about something else............
Life became static blind
Drunken dreads were jostling in plastic conversation
Stoned out of their minds-
There became a powerful flow of left-wing
Political notion-
The stale scent of a previous saviour
Became more obvious and universal
Reggae pounded into the trashed idealism
Like an anti-septic commercial
And thoughts of EXODUS and the bible
We became victims of a faith reversal
But there will will be cold solace in this
For the gloved left fist.
I thought of distant times
Where reality wiped out role models
As their dreams vanished into hallocinogenic fungi.