Crying about Katrina again...I always will....happy anniversary....

[Keseys Ghost]

I feel the toxicity; like a wierd nightmare. The sense of impending doom. The reality of total abandonment.

I relive the moments in the city; on that guy's boat; the smell of death. The witness of the dead. I didn't want to witness their deaths, or did I? No, I'm sure I never wanted to experience that. Not here.

THIRD WORLD.

Death. Disease. Doom.

Bodies in the water. Not on the news. Standing there; trying not to look weak.

Feeling weak. Alone. Wondering if my mom was okay...not knowing.

Hardship.

In a land of plenty.

I feel it on the eve of this wicked anniversary.

Hot. No power. What do I tell my seven year old?

"Where are the police?"

"What is that gun for?"

"Will be be alright?"

I feel the toxicity.

The world moved on.

We haven't.

I feel the toxicity.

Pissed off. Just taking a moment from rebuilding our world and being pissed off.

Where were you?

Where are you?

Have we been forgotten?

Priorities....

Shame.

A hangover that won't go away....

[Robbien]

1. Yes

The feeling of impending doom did greatly intensify for me also because of that unresolved catastrophe.

Peace to you and yours.

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