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THOUGHTS OF 9-11 ON CHRISTMAS MORNING
WHEN THE STORIES FELL
WHAT STORIES TO TELL
WHAT STORIES TO TELL
UNTOLD
UNSUNG THE SONG
THAT WAS YET TO BE SUNG
UNWOVEN THE LIFE TO BE LED
AND IN THE SILENCE
THAT FOLLOWED THE ROAR
THE ECHO OF NAMES
MY LAI
AUSCHWITZ
BIAFRA
SUDAN
THE STARVING MOTHER
SUCKLING HER CHILD
WITH A TEAT GONE DRY
WHAT CHILD IS THIS
WHO LAID TO REST
AGAINST A TEAT
GONE DRY
WHAT CHILD IS THIS
WHO LAID TO REST
BY GUNFIRE'S RHYTHMIC CHATTER
ALL IS CALM
ALL IS BRIGHT
DON'T COME
DON'T COME
EMMANUEL
THERE IS NO ROOM FOR YOU HERE
HEROD'S MEN WILL SEARCH YOU DOWN
DON'T COME
DON'T COME
EMMANUEL
IN THE BLEAK MID WINTER
DO NOT COME
THE LULLABY
OF NAMES CONTINUES
JIM CROW
BIRMINGHAM
SELMA
MARTIN LUTHER KING
COME ALL YE FAITHFUL COME
PASSING HOMELESS IN THE STREETS
SHUT THE INN
THEY CANNOT COME IN
THEY HAVE NOT HEARD THE ANGELS SING
WE STAND AROUND AN EMPTY CRIB
WONDERING WHERE THE BABY IS
HE IS NOT HERE
HE IS RESTING ON HIS MOTHER'S BREAST
AGAINST A TEAT GONE DRY
HAVE I NOT SUNG THIS SONG BEFORE
BUT NEVER WITH SUCH MIXED EMOTIONS
OH COME LORD JESUS
FOR WITHOUT YOU
THERE IS NO JOY AT ALL
WHERE SHALL I FIND FOOD FOR SO MANY
WHERE SHALL I FIND FOOD FOR MYSELF
HOW SHALL I TURN SPEARS INTO PRUNING HOOKS
BUT CHRIST IS BORN AGAIN
LIKE WHEAT THAT SPRINGETH GREEN
LIKE A ROSE THAT BLOOMS IN WINTER
ON A TENDER BOUGH
I SHALL NAME A NEW NAME
FORGIVENESS
AND I SHALL SING TO THE HUNGRY CHILD
A WORD THAT WILL NOURISH HIM
FOR TODAY
I WILL TRY TO FORGIVE MY ENEMY
AS YOU HAVE FORGIVEN ME
AND WHEN I FALTER
LET ME HEAR
THE WORDS OF THE LULLABY
HUNGER
POVERTY
BIGOTRY
COME LORD JESUS
COME AGAIN
BRING THE WHEAT
AND GENTLE RAIN
COME AGAIN
FRANK A VOLLMER
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