Posted by cockeyed on September 8, 2005, at 21:12:51
damn, i wanto listen to that song.
but then I see what goes along.
Swam in Katrina's wake, felt like she broke my
chest, the waves were such freaks.And now the beach reeks and the stench warns and humbles me.
So many creatures just tossed up to die in a sun
that hasn't let up.Here in downtown Paradise, each day is sunny and trouble free, no hint of rain.
Yeah, things are great. But what shall be? The trees dying early, grass dead as grass can be.
Maybe something is inviting a creature from the sea, a hurricane that'll cut a swath and reward us a real glimpse of nature's wrath.
And we'll probably watch it on tv while the houses rip apart and then we'll see.
that not only the poor live n misery. Cockeyed
My petty neuroses, my off-wall psychoses.
I live a life of near-privilegeHad a dream of katrina before she hit
woke up in a cold sweat scared as sh*tknew the levees would break, that's the bitch
of it. If I know anything, it's always sh*t.Play the numbers and get 'em wrong
so i don't gamble and I get along
But there comes a time when you'd like to get
it right
and things turn out, maybe just okay, but any
time that's better than the horror we see today.
poster:cockeyed
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