Silence, eyes forward, and stay
Dear Katrina comes this way
She seeks with us to play
But we say
Dear Katrina, stay
Katrina, go away
But she came
She came just the same
With murderous brilliance and perfect aim
Dear Katrina the slayer, we the slain
And yet this is half of what she became
Dear Katrina, don't come to me
Rough and ready she comes full force
I wonder if she felt remorse
She felt nothing, of course
The force
It gets worse and worse and worse still
Until...
Silence, eye forward but stray
What's around me I can't say
Dear Katrina has done with play
Katrina has gone away
There's nothing around anymore anyway
Katrina took everything away
When dear Katrina came that day
A time in history, August 30, 2005
Katrina unleashed her fury
Louisiana, Mississippi, and Alabama lost lives
Days pass, no help in sight, people become weary
Scenes of tragedy, despair, and suffering
Chaos abounds in the midst of the storm
People struggling for survival, the government buffering
States, cities, communities, neighborhoods torn
Katrina unleashed a colissal fear
With an amazing speed and power
Leaving death in its path, far and near
Swift rescues critical with each passing ghour
Quarter million people abruptly displaced
Multi billion dollar cleanup to be faced
Economies and jobs were lost
Katrina unleashed, what a cost
Dedicated to the people in New Orleans that lost the most
Hello Hurricane Katrina. How are you these days?
The last time you visited us we shall never forget
Your generosity, kindness, humility, love, hard work
Which community cannot remember your lovely hymns?
Every household you visited there was merry making
The hungry you fed and the thirsty you gave drinks
Children sang songs of welcome and farewell in joy
Beggars became rich and the homeless got own homes
But tell me the truth about your humble and kind origin
Which country do you come from? What is your citizenship?
Rumors put it that you are offspring of civilization gone aback
Can civilization gone aback produce a saintly creature you are?
Hurricane Katrina the kind and loving guest to every home
Comes with red and white flowers of love and tent to every man
The Jezebel Katrina
It was a nasty wind that blew
Upon the shore that day.
She howled and hissed but would not desist
She had to have her way.
She was a lady of the night
And she was dressed to kill.
She blared and she glared, and she even dared
To do the devil's will.
She made her way into the bay
Upon that fateful eve.
Inside New Orleans you could hear the screams
Of those who were naive.
She ranted, raved and misbehaved
Way past the midnight hour,
With her hips swaying and the town folk praying
For the harlot to lose her power.
Katrina left the bay at last
Cackling on her way.
All that remains are the ungodly stains
Of a lady who went astray. . .
Oh my love Katrina.......
Yesterday I didn't know who you are
But today I know how beautiful you are
Your heart touched me to the bottom of my longing soul
Your caring thoughts had made me cuddle the wings within you
Oh, my love Katrina where have you been
Why are you so far away from me
My life gives me a lesson thorough your loving words
You've loved me so much, to love you wherever you is very easy
Tomorrow I don't know how you are
But today I know how smart you are
Deep down inside my heart, you hide somewhere
and echo warm and vibrant with all your love
Oh, my love Katrina where have you been
Why are you so far away from me
My life gives me a lesson thorough your loving words
You've loved me so much, to love you wherever you is very easy
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
All rights are reserved @ 2017 -Ravi Sathasivam
Once was a gal by the name of Katrina
She acted superior like a Russian tsarina
Her nose in the air
Walked with a flare
Till one day she got served with a subpoena
(HUH!)
© Jack Ellison 2015
A time in history, August 30, 2005
Katrina unleashed her fury
Louisiana, Mississippi, and Alabama lost lives
days pass, no help in sight, people become weary
Scenes of tragedy, despair, and suffering
chaos abounds in the midst of the storm
people struggling for survival, the Government buffering
states, cities, communities, neighborhoods torn
Katrina unleashed a colossal fear
with an amazing speed and power
leaving death in it's path, far and near
swift rescues critical with each passing hour
Quarter million people abruptly displaced
multi-billion dollar cleanup to be faced
economies and jobs were lost
Katrina unleashed! what a cost
Dedicated to the people in New Orleans that lost the most.
funeral, loss
Katrina Waves
Draws her strength internally
Boasting strong hosed waves ashore
Headed inland she sweeps all asunder
Vanishing in a breath’s count
‘Frontage’ lays flattened now
Waved ‘kaput’!Katrina
Drawing her core strength
Boasting strong hosed waves ashore
Head inland she sweeps all asunder
Vanishing in a breath’s count
‘Frontage’ lays flattened
Waves ‘kaput’!
Marvin are you really starving, I
know you work hard every day, yet
you ain't got money from day to
day. Man all you have is you,sure
hope you don't think folks gonna
take care of you. You keep asking
for money for this and that. Tell me
Marvin where is all your money at,
Yes , I got responsibility too, have
your habits gotten the best of you?
Tell me Marvin, are you really
starving..
Falling in love is like fresh air
waiting. for that special sniff.
His very nice suit and tie has the
mass power to unlock the vault of
hers.
His very nice suit and tie has the
mass power to unlock the vault of
hers
Piddle Paddle,Piddle Paddle
shouldn't that child be asleep. Is
there anyone down there that can
here me....Piddle Paddle, Piddle
Paddle its just me and mom
place....Piddle Paddle,Piddle Paddle,
I'm getting tired now....Piddle
Paddle,Piddle Paddle...now we all
can go to sleep.
Curves defines her scenic route at
proper speed limit
She absorbs the light from the room
although she barely says a word
I watch her sit within her struggled thoughts
she desires to control the insignificant
a world of rules
paint by number probabilities
She paints pictures of food she does't dare eat
as her skin hangs loosely from skeletal arms
I wonder if she exists beyond her edges
beyond her life of privilege
Does she retain any of the absorbed light?
is there any joy within her angles?
has there ever been any exuberance,
or has she been born into this sadness?
I wander along her borders
kept at a distance by barbed wire
the gates of her mind
Closed
Fortified
Welded shut
So I turn
walk away
thankfully sad
I didn't enter her darkness
For I fear
I too may have been absorbed
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