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\r\nI am from a city that used to be\r\n A city that was famous for Mardi Gras, jazz and blues\r\nA city three centuries old - my choices are few, all I can do now is flee\r\n A city where it\'s citizens had to pay tremendous dues\r\n\r\nBeing a child of ten, I am very terrified and scared\r\n Separated from my parents, I don\'t know if they are alive or dead\r\nLooting, shooting, fire - all this some people had the gall to dare\r\n Leaving those like me to survive on their own - I just want some clean water and to be fed\r\n\r\nWhere do I go? What do I do?\r\n Being held prisoner, by the water that is so toxic and lethal\r\nPlease, tell me what to do - to this question, the answer I have no clue\r\n Life is gone in this great city, now that it is nothing but a hull\r\n\r\nI see people below, as I watched from the second story of a devastated house\r\n Plain people, I am scared, where oh where is my helping hand?\r\nI am trembling, like a timid little mouse\r\n This once beautiful place is no more - please someone, to me extend a helping hand\r\n\r\nNo food or clean water - will I die from this overpowering hunger?\r\n For days on end, I have watched unthinkable things as they are done\r\nA place, where tons of people used to come, but now today they must deter\r\n People are desperate, some are even carrying guns.\r\n\r\nSo see I am very scared during this time - I am completely alone\r\n But I am just a child - I really don\'t know what to do\r\nThis once beautiful city, the aftermath - life as we knew it is no more, it is totally gone\r\n Someone help me please, I am so sad and blue\r\n\r\nI extend my hand for help - will it be you?\r\n Giving me a second chance to live?\r\nMy parents, I fear they are dead - someone help me start a new life, I feel I have paid my dues\r\n So to all the survivors that need help - will it be you?\r\n