Poem: Drifting in the Streets (In Wake of Katrina)
I wrote this shortly after Katrina hit the Gulf Coast. It was based off a picture I saw of a unknown body, a woman, just floating in the water. The words came and then the finsihed product. - Kelly
I am dead.
I used to be someone.
A mother, a daughter, a sister.
But you can’t really tell that now.
You see, I am drifting in the streets
of the Big Easy, really without cause.
Boats and rescuers just push
through me and others on what used to be a
street is now nothing more than a canal.
Save the living while they still draw breath.
Us, well we can wait. Save the living.
I am just dead
drifting along the streets of
what used to be the Big Easy
in wake of Hurricane Katrina.
Thoughts, picture, and design © Kelly [me]