Friday, September 09, 2005

25. Katrina Blues

by John N. Leach

Well, I've been washed out, washed up
Anything but good luck
Isn't anybody looking over me?

But, I'm still kicking around
So I'll fight another round
There must be something else to see

This world is so rough
And I'm really not all that tough.
Why don't they let me be?

They say be strong
But there's always something wrong
Sometimes I just want to flee

I know there's a reason for everything
But I'm about to go insane
Lord, what have you planned for me?

1 comment:

The PodPoet said...

Thoughts that I'm sure went through many a mind in the Gulf Coast in dark moments over the last couple of weeks. Chilling piece.