Lost in a Daze

On Kensington Avenue, many lose their souls Drugs have consumed them, and they've lost control They are walking like zombies in search of a high They need one more 'hit' just to get by They seem to have passed the point of no return All hope seems lost, and their bridges burned They stay in a daze, under the drug's spell All that remains is just a shell It's an American city, yet it looks like the third world As the devastating effects of addiction before us unfurl Tears may be shed as the scene takes its toll On Kensington Avenue, where many lose their souls