Katrina...Katrina

Mirror, mirror on the wall, Katrina is the most beautiful of all. Katrina is the mistress of the glass moon. Hurricane Katrina moves like a great Olympian ice skater, performing the triple axle. She swirled death and destruction across the New Orleans Delta. The eyes of Katrina unveiled an unjust poverty that smells like a dead corpse buried beneath the foundation of our democracy. How can a Christian Nation who preaches God's Word be so cruel to his follow man? We are all God's children. Americans of African descent sacrificed their blood, sweat and tears, in building the richest nation in the world. People of Color never received equal compensation for their slave labor. They never received the promised 40 acres and a mule. Lord, why is justice so blind? Where is the home of the brave? Justice falls helpless to her knees and the glowing light from her touch cannot find the land of the free. Still, at night, we see the burning stars and the stripes, and all we are asking for is God’s love and mercy. America the beautiful, unveiled her torn garment to the world. Meanwhile, the local newspapers spin fiction into facts. They know how to weave sensational headlines and photographs for public consumption. Nobody heard the children crying, during the genocide in Rwanda. America the beautiful, the world is watching. America, the beautiful, the world is waiting. America, the beautiful, the world is listening. The world of humanity will deliver justice to America, and she will be judge by her deeds. Remember, a divided nation cannot stand on broken promises or broken dreams. History whispered a secret that all great nations must have great falls. America, America, who is the most beautiful of all?