Dream After Katrina
for Keith Russell

West End was like Stonehenge
when the storm was over

boulders big as buildings
the sea washed up
in a row along the road near the shore

houses near the sea
shifted upon foundations
or washed away

graves desecrated
by wind, by water

coffins floating
people scared, hurting, eyes wide

Grand Bahamians, all Bahamians
unable to believe the damage,
damnation, the carnage


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
1:38 a.m. 27/may/07