After the rain…
I am lucky
I know people
Who are not
For me inconvenience continues
But only minor
For them
They have nothing
No power
No water
No hope
Ike swept through
Like an entitled debutante
Taking liberties
Like party favors
Leaving a trail
Of debris and destruction
In his wake
Collapsed roof
$5000 dollar deductible
She doesn’t have it
Two kids, decent pay
FEMA won’t help her
The distress on her face
Easy to read
What to do?
The tree that fell
Through his roof
Allowed the rains
To take everything
He had
No renters insurance
Everything gone
He wanders around
In a daze
He doesn’t know
Where to go
Traffic lights are
Blinking everywhere
If they are
Working at all
People are beginning
To lose patience
Though
I am proud of this city
For taking it all
In stride
For as long as it has
But along with
The power lines
Tempers are
Beginning to fray
How much longer
Before they snap
I can’t think
About Galveston
The city
The beach
That I love
The loss staggering
Numbers growing
By the hour
So many dead
So many more to find
So many
Never to be found
Washed away
We will recover
This city
Resilient by nature
Will go on
But at what
Price?
