The Chicago Cure
The Chicago Cure
By Curtis Johnson
They came tired and torn, weary and worn
They came male and female, straight and gay
They came high and hooked, homeless and hungry
They came addicted to alcohol, drugs, and crime
They came for one last try, for freedom to find
They came from the poor and the wealthy alike
They came from every creed, color, and kind
Some were sent against their will by the court
Some were brought in directly from the streets
Some fought off their excuses and knocked on our doors
Heroin took away everything good, and gave them misery and pain
Heroin locked them up, and bound them with chains
Heroin had become their god of choice
Heroin made them bow and worship
Some arrived lost and dying from Madison and Western
Others arrived beaten and broken from Clark Street
A few arrived with hope from 43rd and Calumet
Many found their way to the great escape
They found the Chicago cure before too late
They found new life in a home filled with love
cj04152007
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