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Hurricane Katrina


Many families, like my own, Were torn apart by this little storm. Many left before it hit, But others underestimated the havoc it would wreak And hid away in the danger zone. The last chance to shuttle the people to safety, Were the big yellow buses being driven out of the city. ‘No pets allowed’ the families were told, As they tried to bring their pet aboard, But what choice did they have with the sky getting cloudy. The animals were left to find their own shelter While their families road tearfully away from the pets they adored In hopes one day to be united again, When the weather would once again be sunny and bright, And the city would no longer be in stormy danger. When the storm drifted in and finally hit The houses and trees began to creek and moan As they bent beneath the strength of the harsh winds blow. When finally the storm had finally come to an end, The bright blue sky by the sun was lit. Though it was over, the city was still in danger, Of the flood that would indeed come later. The levees that guarded the city suddenly broke, And let in the deluge through the city it soaked And rushed through like a wild bull dozer. Though many years later some rubble remains, But the rest is recovered and keeps moving forward. The police, firefighters and emergency workers helped heal the city Until that day when it was safe for residents to return, And pick up their lives from the devastated terrains.
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