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Late August, 2005 a storm stirs up in the ocean blue It happened so fast, nobody knew

The winds strong, and bold The humidity no longer hot, but cold

Waves as high as homes People were scarred, all bunched up in Domes

Water flooding left to right Saviors chanting your ok just sit tight

She calls her self Katrina, striking fear in many Everything was gone, nothing left - not even a single penny

Some had died and got their wings Left this world as if their feet had springs

Children crying themselves to sleep They have no Teddies to help count the sheep

New Orleans will never forget this - nobody will God, we only ask that You take their empty cups, and fill

What's that you ask?

Do these people have food? Water? Nope All we must keep is Hope