Background Information: In late August, 2005, Hurricane Katrina devestated New Orleans and many other places on the Gulf Coast. Many lost their homes, and thousands are probably dead. New Orleans is in chaos and authorities are struggling to bring order and safety.
This might be the most powerful thing I've ever written. I started thinking about what it might be like to be in New Orleans right now, trying to simply survive from minute to minute in a world gone mad. I tried as best I could to put myself in that frame of mind and write from the perspective of someone who has lost it all and is in danger of losing what little he or she (I think I wrote from the perspective of a woman) has left.
I don't think I'm going to title this. I'll just let it speak for itself. ----------------------
I'm all wet I'm burning up I constantly feel like throwing up Where are my children? What happened to my dog? I'm so damn hungry I'm asking you why, God
This water reeks I'm so thirsty, so tired What's going to happen to me? Why is that building on fire? Where are the buses? I've got to get out of here Are we going to get help? Are we doomed to die in fear?
I think I see a store Maybe there's something to eat Maybe there's some socks So I can warm my aching feet Hey, I took that first! I haven't eaten in days "You want some sympathy? Go find all the gays"
Put down that gun, mister Put it down now If you want to survive I'll help show you how Why me? Why here? I'm just trying to live I've lost everything I know I have nothing left to give
*BANG!*
He shot me He did it Pure animals, they are That hurricane destroyed my city A city forever scarred In the blink of an eye I saw the truth of humanity One minute, civility The next minute, insanity
posted by:Russ at 1:25 PM |
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I wanted to write a poem today about the New Orleans Hurricane Katrina situation. If you're reading this five years from now and have no clue what I'm talking about, Hurricane Katrina was a level 5 storm that covered New Orleans, Biloxi Miss. and many other areas in fierce winds and a LOT of water. This happened the weekend of August 27-30 2005, and it's one of the worst natural disasters in U.S. history.
I've been seriously slacking on the poetry writing, so this gave me an opportunity to get creative and put my feelings into words. Here is my Hurricane Katrina poem:
After Katrina
How does it feel when you've lost it all? Home is where your heart is after the storm Your street address means nothing now How does it feel when the water takes your life? Everything you own washing away in the wet, howling wind
How does it feel to be a wanderer? Two days ago you sat in the office Two days ago your life had security Certainty Ritual The office is flooded Everything's uncertain Except the certainty of what used to be your house Washing away in a million pieces Your diplomas Your wedding pictures Junior's MVP trophy How does it feel to be scared? Scared of what the future will bring How does it feel to start over completely?
Some things in life you cannot control What you can control is what you do in the face of the storm Perhaps you got out in the nick of time You're the lucky one, you have an anchor to drop Perhaps you stayed, perhaps you couldn't leave You saw it all happen and cried to heaven above Now you're lost in a sea of anger and frustration A sea that has changed your life forever
Whoever you are Wherever you are Whatever happened to your loved ones, your life You can do it You can survive It will be hard, it will take time It will take more time than you think you can give Try as hard as you can, pick yourself up Dust yourself off Take that first step toward happiness Hammer that first nail Take one look back, then face the future Face it with determination and strength You'll live another day, you'll breathe another breath You'll do what you must I know you can do it I know you can
posted by:Russ at 4:10 PM |
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