I am not Dnagerous; I am Danger.
I am not Genocidal; I am Genocide.
I am David with the sling shot defeat by Rock.
Having the ability to forgive & move on, is
A virtue I am a strained with.
My anger is void, my hatred is detached..
I am America’s deadliest weapon. Tragedy.
Faith brushed her hand down, for where beauty once lived.
Taunted of reaction.
The ghost town of natural disaster.
Racing rafts of jazz by bourbon street,
Smoking cooked gumbo, children of the French quarter
Could never get enough to eat.
Simply blinking my eyes,
It hit, then turned around , it all was gone.
In disbelief by such power
Of the hurricane then storm.
Reduced to violence, chaos, enraged, bitter we’ll turn to crime.
Words they try to record, when defining this
New Orleans time.
Standards for victims, and refugees
A stadium is all they got,
Evacuations, sirens, were where?
Disaster had a color.
Oscar nominated performances,
But what they needed was help.
No picture snaps, cameras of deceitful lens,
Instead helicopters hovering over catching their million dollar
Shot,
Meet your days quota, never offering a guiding hand.
Listened with rapt attention. Look at me, am I not human?
Help was to come on Monday.
Help was to come on Tuesday.
7 elderly men & women drowned on Wednesday.
My boy watched his father, die slowly on Thursday.
I watched as baby bodies floated, in the seventh ward on Friday.
My house, my home was swallowed by the sea on Saturday.
America called me a thief, a looter, for trying to feed my
Daughter on Sunday.
They said help is coming Monday
1-800-4-FREEDOM
Telethons raised millions, yet I see 3 years later still I will
Live in a tailors.
Reduced to charity case, I got too much pride
I dream of turning on the tap
And getting a drink of water
Katrina done took one thing from me,
She ain’t gonn take another!
I am not Dnagerous; I am Danger.
I am not Genocidal; I am Genocide.
I am David with the sling shot defeat by Rock.
I am not Genocidal; I am Genocide.
I am David with the sling shot defeat by Rock.
Having the ability to forgive & move on, is
A virtue I am a strained with.
My anger is void, my hatred is detached..
I am America’s deadliest weapon. Tragedy.
Faith brushed her hand down, for where beauty once lived.
Taunted of reaction.
The ghost town of natural disaster.
Racing rafts of jazz by bourbon street,
Smoking cooked gumbo, children of the French quarter
Could never get enough to eat.
Simply blinking my eyes,
It hit, then turned around , it all was gone.
In disbelief by such power
Of the hurricane then storm.
Reduced to violence, chaos, enraged, bitter we’ll turn to crime.
Words they try to record, when defining this
New Orleans time.
Standards for victims, and refugees
A stadium is all they got,
Evacuations, sirens, were where?
Disaster had a color.
Oscar nominated performances,
But what they needed was help.
No picture snaps, cameras of deceitful lens,
Instead helicopters hovering over catching their million dollar
Shot,
Meet your days quota, never offering a guiding hand.
Listened with rapt attention. Look at me, am I not human?
Help was to come on Monday.
Help was to come on Tuesday.
7 elderly men & women drowned on Wednesday.
My boy watched his father, die slowly on Thursday.
I watched as baby bodies floated, in the seventh ward on Friday.
My house, my home was swallowed by the sea on Saturday.
America called me a thief, a looter, for trying to feed my
Daughter on Sunday.
They said help is coming Monday
1-800-4-FREEDOM
Telethons raised millions, yet I see 3 years later still I will
Live in a tailors.
Reduced to charity case, I got too much pride
I dream of turning on the tap
And getting a drink of water
Katrina done took one thing from me,
She ain’t gonn take another!
I am not Dnagerous; I am Danger.
I am not Genocidal; I am Genocide.
I am David with the sling shot defeat by Rock.
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