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I am from a city that used to be A city that was famous for Mardi Gras, jazz and blues A city three centuries old - my choices are few, all I can do now is flee A city where it's citizens had to pay tremendous dues

Being a child of ten, I am very terrified and scared Separated from my parents, I don't know if they are alive or dead Looting, shooting, fire - all this some people had the gall to dare Leaving those like me to survive on their own - I just want some clean water and to be fed

Where do I go? What do I do? Being held prisoner, by the water that is so toxic and lethal Please, tell me what to do - to this question, the answer I have no clue Life is gone in this great city, now that it is nothing but a hull

I see people below, as I watched from the second story of a devastated house Plain people, I am scared, where oh where is my helping hand? I am trembling, like a timid little mouse This once beautiful place is no more - please someone, to me extend a helping hand

No food or clean water - will I die from this overpowering hunger? For days on end, I have watched unthinkable things as they are done A place, where tons of people used to come, but now today they must deter People are desperate, some are even carrying guns.

So see I am very scared during this time - I am completely alone But I am just a child - I really don't know what to do This once beautiful city, the aftermath - life as we knew it is no more, it is totally gone Someone help me please, I am so sad and blue

I extend my hand for help - will it be you? Giving me a second chance to live? My parents, I fear they are dead - someone help me start a new life, I feel I have paid my dues So to all the survivors that need help - will it be you?