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Fear colored and forced to be viewed in the eyes of all,
that endured the worst invasion of hell in this nation.
To watch their families suffer as they pray for death to fall,
fall on those assumed to be the powerless part of the nation.

   The clouds were darker than had ever been exposed by night,
thunderously pounding rain and hail mutilating all,
lives were destroyed so quickly as mid-day became midnight,
and on television the rest of the U.S. helplessly watched in awe.

   The assumed to be power full sleep comfortably at night,
because they warned people to leave before disaster strikes,
most of the population stayed up and survived the long fight,
went to hell & returned as survivors of the flag of stars & stripes.
    
   The world may now see that assumptions are for the blind,
blind of heart, soul, survival, and faiths all alike and true.
True to the hearts of the assumed to be powerless,
who after Katrina, became a definition for survival & power full too.

   This poem is meant to inspire all those who seek meaning,
for the powerful who lack things opposite of what the powerless do,
but can you personally determine power of those viewed unfairly,
that are steriotyped as badly and wrongly as being falsely accused.

   The main point here is to be great full for all that is given to you,
fret on what not, and you'll regret the inevitable things that hatch,
in the future that teaches you in a way of experience that all fear,
those who've seen suck fear, survived Hurricane Katrina's wrath.

R.I.P. to all those who passed in the disaster...it was a national blow and a 
worldly wake up call.

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