(Survival; not perfection)

The statements of fear
the thoughts and pains.
The tears they are crying
their fists in the rain.

The waters above houses
it's the tides of change.

The smell of rotten bodies
their fall, their reign.

People are fighting
but not dealing pain.
Inspiring and climbing
towards peace again.

Donations and volunteers
all kinds of the same.

Reporters reporting
and people are moving.
Revolutions beginning
with a flood and a drain.

Clothing and shelter
candles and protection.
It's just survival;
not quite perfection.

Dedicated to the victims of Hurricane Katrina.
Written by Luke(y) Skinner 05 shortly after Katrina,
last edited 15/8/06