Ramblings of May 29, 1974 © 2010 Dakini Verona
TO THE CHILDREN OF BERKELEY
Poor lost children of the jungle
who will corrupt you next?
Your mother? Or brother?
May we not have any rest?
Sinking beyond the gutters
Reality’s lost its touch
All your innocent minds
But no one cares for a lush
TO MY SON
Learn as I did, my son
That is, if you think you must
Remember the scars I carry
and my unfulfilled lust.
ALICE
Running wild and free
How I long to be
As a mustang
Or a goat
Strip off my mask
along with my coat
Yearn for the hills
Away from the pills
Like a baby
Or a dog
sleep where I please
Away from the smog
Let’s dance around nude
I’m sure it’s not rude
under the sun
or the stars
Out to the country
Away from the bars
Alice, I will be
I’ll be as she’s free
Like the rabbit
Or a mole
but I'll LEAP down
down, down, down that hole!
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