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In 2005 in Louisiana
I was thinking in my mind After the crossing of Katrina Watching the channels That I could find And listening the expert panels That there was no good Since the starting of the flood For all the inhabitants, Modern immigrants. The area was evacuated And a dead zone located, Except for the militaries and the rescuers. Long time before, the first refugees Had found shelters Roundabout in the other counties, And at the border boundaries With some red-cross referees. Nevertheless, floated the cadavers Along the rivers And the bayous Sometimes stolen by some voyous, And even if the mayor Had a dignified behavior We could say "Is it America Or Africa? Jesus, my savior." Oh, if only I could be there With my life-saving license There would not have any offense It would be mere.
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