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Hurricane Epic Flooding

Alerts; emergency evacuation
is advised for people to leave their homes.
Some people stayed; 
secured and board up windows,
sandbags against the doors.

Prayers were said;

     “We will be OK, no reason to leave.”

 were their replies.

Shadow of darkness slowly crawled over the neighborhoods. 
The coarsen tempest struck
 shattering the silent calm, 
gales moaned and thrashed 
with downpours of heavy rain, 
slowly water raised filling every drainage  ditch.

In shock, tears start to flow
as they watch the water rise up in their yard
creeping closer to their homes. 
The downpour of rain doesn’t relent;
the cursed howling winds get stronger.
Weep holes on the brick siding lets water seep inside the home,
never thought to seal the holes as water trickles in.
 
The day turns into two, then three, then four,
still brown rancid water fills the streets 
eddying around front doors and lapping at windows.
 
     “Why didn't we heed the warnings? “

The water is up to our waist,
belongings float inside our homes!
The streets have turned into rivers 
and the water have nowhere to go. 
The whole city is underwater 
and the scent of cold death is in the air.

9/9/2017

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