Hurricane Katrina
Some days were meant
To dawn bright and clear
So you can see anything, far or near
But some days were meant
To bring cold and pain
Suffering and sadness
Wind and rain
Such was the day the hurricane struck
And gloomy and angry and running amok
It all rushed upon the oblivious shore
So delicate and fragile that it soon tore
People all rushed in a terrorized state
All trying to avoid their dismal fate
Many lived but many did not
SImply my being in the wrong or right spot
Destroying homes cities and towns
The storm took lives yet to be found
And though I was not there that terrible day
I'm glad I'm alive and that I can say
I may have sadness I may have strife
But it's all a part of my wonderful life
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