Cars up the highways and beyond, tail lights winking goodbye
The Mother in me urged them away from my path
Your towns, streets, houses would be mercifully empty
I am a woman with a power, so awesome –
predictable, but not controllable
Sweeping across the sea, I travelled overland
New Orleans: people, people everywhere!
Rows of yellow: stationary buses: your people could not leave!
Lives, lives lost!
Nature’s shoulders shrug with my sorrow: I am what I am
My rage grows. Your people!
Some more important than others?
No water, no food – survival is rewarded with fire power
Shoot to kill! Shoot to kill?
People: a slow second to policy -
My power is awesome and devastating
predictable but not controllable –
My chaos will be re-ordered: rebuilt and rejuvenated
Will yours?
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