8.29.05

I wrote this in 2007 on the approach of the second anniversary of The Federal Flood aka Hurricane Katrina.

On this alter I offer up my sorrow for my city
My guilt for my survival
My frustration for my helplessness
And all the unspeakable emotions
that roil in my belly in the dark secret of night.

Please hear my cries.

On this alter I offer up the cries of the homeless
Of the lost for their lives
Of the forgotten for their disillusionment
Of the scorned for their undeserved shame.

Please hear their cries.

On this alter I offer up the tears of the rescuers
Who see still the desperate eyes of the struggling
And the empty eyes of the dead.

Please hear their cries.

This is the alter of my transformation
This is the alter of our truth