I saw the darkened image of a broken man

With a tear glistening down his cheek

Beside him curled up on the curb of a street

Was an old woman frail and week



Katrina crossed over Florida

Stealing the sun from the sky

Her rain and fury was over in a hurry

But still, she had blood in her eye



She set her course

Picking up force

Seeking out LA and old Miss

Little was know of property and life

That soon would no longer exist



She kicked down the levy

The flood came in heavy

Leaving no mercy in it’s wake

Taking the lives and the history inside

Taking all she could take



Devastation breeds confusion

Disorder, disbelief

The elected should be ashamed

All the way to the commander in chief



Though in the hour of backwash

Human kindness will wade in

Hearts will be big, smile will be kind

Lives will rebuild again

09/11/2005