Hurricane

Hurricane By Edmund Siejka There were warnings of a hurricane People had been through this before They knew what to do Why some of the houses on the water were worth over a million dollars They would ride it out. The hurricane came ashore and slowly marched inland South of Merrick Road Cold grimy Water was everywhere Sewage and fuel coated lawns Soldiers patrolled areas hardest hit Boats were strewed in streets and yards Neighborhoods sat empty for weeks And politicians worried about their future. Spray painted signs warned “You loot We shoot” Heat and electricity were luxuries Cash was a valuable commodity Most people were patient Some were not But no one seemed to care. Families returned to their neighborhoods Tired, cold, and hungry Water logged furniture lined the streets Making two lane roads impossible The only ones to show up Were utility workers from out of State. We don’t respect nature We build where we shouldn’t We pollute when we should know better We use up resources like there’s no tomorrow And then we’re surprised when nature hits back and reminds us that she is after all …….Mother Nature.