Katrina

Hurricane Katrina was so ugly
Thousands of people lost their homes and mind
People was dieing all over the street
The sun was a chariot of fire
No food are clothing to put on their backs
People was no longer independent
They came together to help each other
They sat outside for many days to come
The wind was one hundred miles per hour
It hit them like Crack, Splash, or Bow-Wow
They had no money are no place to go
You had to look hard to find a place to sleep
Bobies was dieing cause they had no milk
When you look around everything was gone
The town was nothing but one big lake
"The river running round the rock"
I am just happy that I wasn't there.