Katrina

I missed the blogswarm (heard about it from Shake's Sis) but here's a thought, written about 6 months after, by my great friend Windsmith (with some assist from myself...)

O Little Town of New Orleans
Tune: O Little Town of Bethlehem


O little town of New Orleans, where does the water lie?
Above thy deeply flooded streets, see Air Force One fly by.
Yet in thy dark streets shineth a Halliburton light.
As all environmental rules are waived for them tonight.

The chaos born of Katrina showed FEMA at its worst
While help poured forth from normal folks,
their lies were well-rehearsed.
“We didn’t see it coming; we had no way to know.
When bad things happen to poor folks –
we never watch that show.”

O little town of New Orleans, how quickly you’ll regrow!
Your people won’t be home for years, but Mardi Gras’s a go!
We’re saving boozy strip clubs; but not the city’s core
Two weeks was long enough to care; now let’s forget the poor.

Let's hope the belated re-remembering of the first anniversary goes more than two days.