Dead People In The Bathroom

 

Mama’s in prison,

why ain’t she here?

There’s dead people

in the bathroom

and a rat over there.

 

The water kept rising,

and there’s no food anywhere.

There’s dead people

in the bathroom

and I’m scared to go there.

 

Why are we still here,

is it cause we black, and we poor?

There’s dead people

in the bathroom.

I can’t take much more.

 

The big folks is shouting,

and there’s shooting here too.

There’s dead people

in the bathroom.

Mama I’m angry at you!

 

Whose going to save me?

I’ve been here for so long,

there’s dead people

in the bathroom

and the stink is so strong.

 

There’s dead people

in the bathroom.

Did you hear what I said?

Them rats in the gutter

are eating the dead.

 

Will they eat me next?

There’s no where to run.

There’s dead people

in the bathroom,

will I soon be one?

 

There’s dead people

in the bathroom,

and it’s so hot today.

I wish that this nightmare

would just go away…

 

© Susan J Written after Hurricane Katrina

 

Written after hearing a reporter interview a 7-year-old girl whose family

were victims of hurricane Katrina.

I hope that this innocent child will not be scarred for life by the shameful

events that took place during the aftermath of the hurricane…