lines waiting outside the center
lines nervously waiting to enter
lines in old faces inside and out
lines in young faces they can’t figure out
lines of many who just cannot wait anymore
lines of a few who got there from some war
lines of some who suffer from somebody’s wrath
lines of many who simply took the wrong path
lines that affect all those, who love these men and these women
who come around every time, every time that it’s given
given out to dispel all the pain and the aches
and the cravings that can’t seem to ever abate
if you knew, how that hunger, that pain and that craving went
then you too would be there in line on that pavement
waiting to get what might help for awhile
waiting in line without ever a smile
wondering if ever you can stay clean forever
waiting in line on methadone monday forever and ever and ever and ever