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KATRINA - August 29, 2005

Contributed by tifrob on Thursday, 6th October 2005 @ 05:43:04 AM in AEST
Topic: news



Waters of beauty ~ Waters so deep,
Storms of wind that would not sleep,
As the winds awoke with speed,
So to the skies began to bleed,
Thus a hurricane had been born,
Katrina was named as she formed,
Evacuate ~ Leave right now,
Many stayed ~ They’d survive somehow,
Katrina grew and grew and grew,
As did the floods that ensued,
Then the levy broke and fell,
All who stayed walked through hell,
On this walk some did cry,
Some became stronger and some did die,
Mississippi, Louisiana, Alabama too,
Americans in need, homeless and confused,
Despair and fear topped off with hunger and thirst,
So many were stranded ~ So many were hurt,
Helicopters and boats tried to rescue and save,
Yet, many were found in their watery graves,
Cities of toothpicks ~ Everything gone,
An era is over ~ Lost in the dawn,
Whole cities destroyed and neighborhoods lost,
Bridges and highways were picked up and tossed,
Yet, survivors lived ~ Bearing their hearts,
Helping and giving, sharing as they depart,
Children were lost and parents were too,
Reporters became helpful on the nightly news,
Taking notes and numbers ~ Making these calls,
Finding their families ~ Tearing down walls,
The people were hungry and babies needed food,
The stores had been looted by unruly broods,
Most of the people were simply in need,
They lost everything ~ “Help” was their plea,
Gas was no longer easy to buy,
Some stations were empty others had lines,
Roads became rivers ~ Waters chest high,
Animals that were left ~ Stranded and died,
Katrina was ruthless as she crossed the land,
Showing no mercy ~ While weaving her plan,
Help was needed ~ The people were dazed,
Where was FEMA ~ Where was the aide?
Where was a shelter for the homeless to be?
What was the plan for disaster relief?
Was there a plan or was there not.
The people were hurting and very distraught,
The National Guard and Marines too,
Came bearing water, medicine and food,
Helicopters moved the sick and hurt,
To other states answering the alerts,
Some families found their babies alive,
And the Helicopters took them to their babies’ sides,
Some happy endings made it easier to hear,
But seeing the people mostly brought tears.

~~~

As the Katrina blew through the towns,
Some were looting and shooting men down,
Wal-Marts were emptied ~ Gun shops too,
They were shooting at people trying to rescue,
They shot at helicopters up in the sky,
Not caring who lived ~ Not caring who died,
They shot at the boats searching the homes,
Trying to rescue those who were alone
They shot at truckers delivering goods,
Chaos their motive ~ Ruthless they stood,
So the National Guard was brought in,
With orders to shoot ~ No game of pretend,

~~~

A month has passed ~ And Rita passed through,
More rain and destruction had ensued,
These cities are broken and life is nil,
The people have left for dryer fields,
Still children are missing ~ Lost and unclaimed,
Infants that don’t even have names,
Grandparents and cousins and moms and dads,
Life as they knew it can no longer be had,
Right at a 1000 did not survive,
Katrina was ruthless ~ That can’t be denied.


JerriFaye Thomason





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Re: KATRINA - August 29, 2005 (User Rating: 1 )
by remote on Friday, 7th October 2005 @ 05:32:48 AM AEST
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"Sorrow looks down. Fear looks around. Faith looks up."

Loved this quote. Is it yours?


Re: KATRINA - August 29, 2005 (User Rating: 1 )
by Dark_and_Cold on Sunday, 9th October 2005 @ 01:24:56 AM AEST
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Long winded and boring.




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