The Wretched of the Earth (For the Katrina Hurricane Victims)
Like a spell with no remedy
The strong movement of the wind
Accosted by volcanic ceaseless water
Stuck and struck endlessly
It held grip to all that ever
Existed in New Orleans
It reminded me of the
Beginning when the earth was
Without form with void and
Darkness dancing upon
The face of the deep
Katrina did jogged my memory
Fifty of thousands were
Hurriedly caned by Katrina
Katrina the Armageddon lover of Rita
The pump ‘pumpeth’ not the water
The levels refused to be increased
Expect for levels and water
Of calamity and catastrophe
The bush judge gave out a
Blank cheque of cut in social spending
All to no one but Katrina
They refuse to manage the emergency
Came knocking the chilly insurgency
Thousands died like fowls
By the avarice of the Bush fowl
Whose feckless sprinkles only foul
As innocent people were fouled
In a preventable surge of Katrina
The National Guards meant to save lives
Had been forcefully ‘hurricaned’ to Iraq
In a ‘Kill for Oil’war of the fiendish
As they “Kill for Oil” in Far East
Katrina hurriedly caned our
Kinsmen in Arizona
As the mad drive for profit and surplus
Pervades the system everywhere
It hovers on us the more
That the structure places us nowhere
Unless we are determined to change it now.
We will never get to somewhere
Where we can quench our thirst for hungers
Copyright © Alayande Stephen | Year Posted 2005
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