Prohibition – Memories Through the Eyes of my City

in the roaring twenties of old Montreal,

amidst the glitz and glamour of the city,

prohibition was but a mere suggestion,

a whispered rumour, a hushed secret.

The streets were alive with the sound of jazz,

the rhythms of the underground clubs,

where bootleggers peddled their forbidden wares,

and the bold and daring flouted the law.

In the darkness of the night, the city roared,

with the clinking of glasses and the clinking of coins,

as speakeasies overflowed with patrons,

drunk on the heady brew of rebellion.

But amidst the chaos and the revelry,

there was a sense of danger, a hint of fear,

as the authorities cracked down on the illicit trade,

and the lawless party came to an end.

Yet the spirit of defiance lingered on,

in the hearts and minds of the Montrealers,

who dared to challenge the status quo,

and carved their own path through the roaring twenties.