Lawrence Hall
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He was Hollerin’ Jesus on Nowhere Street
The madman shouted in the market place. No one stopped to
answer him.
Thus it was confirmed that his thesis was incontrovertible.
-Dag Hammarskjold, Markings,
12.22.57
He was hollerin’ Jesus on
Nowhere Street
At the Corner of Life and
Death, ‘way gone
Where there was a grocery
store when we was kids
Next to a soda fountain
with pinball machines
He was hollerin’ – sinners
can’t hear, I guess
And beatin’ on his Bible and
dancin’ about
Like a man with a devil in
his soul
And that ol’ devil was
wearin’ him down
He was hollerin’ among the
ruins, a shame
When he looked at me
and hollered my name
