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N’Orleans

February 3, 2010

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4 September 2005

“N’Orleans” was written at 2 in the morning sitting on a piece of cardboard on a blocked off street in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. It was 5 days after Katrina. It was 3 hours after driving 26 hours from Minneapolis. The writing is based on the words of Christ – words Christ kept bringing to mind as I drove – words that wouldn’t go away.

photo – NY Times

N’Orleans

I was hungry,
And you waited for the government
To give Me something to eat;

I was thirsty,
And you wrote a brilliant editorial
Complaining that I had nothing to drink;

A stranger,
And you took Me to a stadium
To live like cattle;

Naked,
And you watched while the TV crews
Filmed Me for their “Special”;

I was sick,
And you left Me on the streets
Of N’Orleans to die;

I was in prison,
In My roof;
And you took a picture of my roof,
And showed it on your benefit “for the victims”,
You boasted about the millions you collected
As you watched your sales soar.
…And I waited.

You do know, don’t you?
You’re not doing this to N’Orleans;
You’re doing this to Me.

JC

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