Circular winds swirling around, barreling down
Unsuspecting Gulf Coast soon to be lost, at what cost?
The dam breaks, the heart aches.
Gushing down to town, thunderous sound
Wrap around the pillar built
Not on rock but on silt.
New Orleans is playing the blues
While Condoleezza Rice is shopping for shoes
Cheney, who’s Cheney?
Vice President, we don’t have any.
George is not so curious.
You’ve got to be serious.
Michael Brown doesn’t run FEMA
It seems to run him, ruin him, till he’s turned in.
From horses to golf courses
He still gets paid, metamorphoses
From George Bushes money tree
Dripping with oil from Saudi Arabi
Only the privileged can pilgrimage
Down the yellow brick road to the white house
Turned red with blood from the flood
The rest of us watch, jaws dropped
Hearts stopped, the shot is cropped
Promo it, Brand it, cannot stand it
Commercialized, not weatherized
Stripped of pride, pushed to the side
Left in the street to die
Children torn from their mother’s coat,
Left to cope, no hope, is this joke?
Subdued not rescued.
Surrounded by water can’t get a drink, no bottle, no sink
No Aquafina in Hurricane Katrina
Sacrificed, purified, then baptized in poverty, not liberty, refugee.
There is no truth in a lie, only alibi
For the thousands left stranded, abandoned, no dry landed
Federal aid not even a band aid
Insurance legal threat, no regret
People will forget, that’s the bet, no plan if wet.
United States of America Home of the Brave
The brave came with the wave
Let us all pray.