NEW ORLEANS NIGHTMARE: By Verna Curfman

Dark clouds swirling around my head,
The rain shows no forgiveness.
The lightning will not stop.
The levees are failing to protect this
One town, from more devastation to come.

The winds are screaming
And my heart is pounding.
When did this party turn into a nightmare?
A nightmare where my hopes and my dreams were all blown
Apart in a single blow of wind.
A nightmare where rivers are
Rising and systems are failing to protect.
As we fight for last breaths with
The water at our necks.

We wake up; the storm is over.
Just to start the hallucinations all over again
For now we see the destruction,
The dead, and the hopelessness of the city.

When did the parties end and the nightmares begin?