Lamentations 3:17 

17 I am deprived of peace;
I have forgotten what happiness is.

 

Katrina

Where is the pain?

“Time will tell” is a scary thought written in history

”All is well”. a phony caught in a place of misery

 

All I see is misery but I can’t feel the pain

Just one storm was raging and now so many homeless

A world turned upside down with little left to gain

Flattened out and beaten as all seems lost in vagueness

 

Water everywhere and human nature exposed

Great desperation as some are drowning in greed

The nature of the Fallen seems so overdosed

As all in destiny’s embrace are possessed here

 

Helpless and hopelessness sleeping side by side

Dreams are now replaced by nightmares

When wide awake observing the little that’s right

As most seems gone even the omen of welfare

 

We all will pull together although in different ways

All the roads are leading by instinct to survival

Countless now seems time with little left to pay

Even though the human will is an amazing marvel

 

Some fare well and some forgotten from the beginning

The yesterdays of plenty are drowning everywhere

State of heart today may change before tomorrow

in losers and in winners in temporal’s presence there

 

Some had lots and some had little but all is now rubble

Unprepared authorities seemed an artificial helpless band

Like it or not human’s best effort is brittle like stubble

In a dessert of despair where all seems out of hand

 

The best and the worst forming a human chain

Some plead for help while others steal the day

“The last will be the first one day”, reminded again

That some good in some seems to fade away

 

Hearts of mush and hearts of steel molded here together

In a ring of water churning to great depth

In a hush in a desperate appeal to restrain the weather

That showed so quickly that man is so inept

 

Jan Wienen