Sometimes I Panic And Think I Can't

Sometimes I Think I'm A One-trick Pony Because I'm Not Very Inventive About New Ways Of Telling Stories.

I'm Very Honoured That There Is A Loyal Following And I Hope It Continues

The Day Of The March, We Were Forbidden To Go To The March Site. The Man I Worked For, The Presbyterian Minister, Knew We Would Want To Be Sort Of Martyrs For The Cause And Risk Arrest. He Didn't Want Any Of That Going On. So He Made Us Stay In The Neighborhood.

The Hope For A Messiah Puts Too Much On That One Person. And You Think That Absolves You Of Personal Responsibility And You Don't Have To Act Because That Person Will Do It For You.

While We Were Walking Around, We Came To The Catholic Church, And We Saw That Some People Had Set Fire To Carpets And Banked Them Around The Rectory, Which Was Made Out Of Wood. They Knew Every Fire Truck On The South Side Was Going To Be In The Park, That The Rectory Would Just Burn To The Ground. Our One Little Act Was Putting Out That Fire.