Well I won't read many more.
I'll read just one more that is another oral poem that's
a little more serious.
It's called-- it's one that I wrote a few years ago called
"We are on a Train Now Crying East from Strasbourg"
for reading aloud.
It's for Pedro Entenza.
[CHANTING RHYTHMICALLY WITH INCREASING SPEED]
"One red lantern in the box car.
Only one red lantern in the--
I am on a train now crying East from Strasbourg
there is snow now.
One red lantern East from Strasbourg
in a box car burning, burning.
I am on a-- in a boxcar only one red--
Buchenwald.
[DECREASING SPEED] Rolling, rolling I am with him,
I am with him, I am with her, I am with her,
Eastern Strasbourg, East from Strasbourg.
I am on a--
I am with them, I am on a train now crying, Buchenwald.
Closer, closer train now crying only one red burning, burning.
I am on a, I am on a, I am--
Buchenwald."