What they should have done is not taken them for their word
They were used to painting fairytales
Lying, in other words
About having things under control
They lied about their plans in place
And lied about protecting the people
They could have cared less
They only appeared to have it together
For the sake of the media
They were banking on a miss
Betting on the odds that the city would be okay
Believing that by Monday morning
It would be business as usual
With their kickbacks
And counting the hours to their next cocktail party
Three calls came to the governor
“Yes, Mr. President, we have it under control”
Another lie spewing from the mouth of Medusa
Nagin said the same thing
Yet there was no water
No food
Nothing was in place for the people
The city went underwater
New Orleans was dying by the wayside
And they pointed fingers at Washington
Claiming it to be their fault - As usual
Help was on its way
Despite the lies that were told
Yet nothing was said about the bridges
Or the roads that collapsed
From the weight of water
Preventing rescue
Or another drowning
Only Nagin spouting drama
Creating issues
To avoid the blame
The world was watching
Quick!
Make it about race
Make it about failure
To respond
To a city in need
From "Memories and Observations," a chapbook