Marc – remember splashing through the waves, <br />and walking barefoot in the sand, so fine <br />between the toes? And how the breeze, that day, <br />caressed your face, in 1989? <br /> <br />How could we guess, so carefree way back then, <br />that wind and water, in 2005, <br />would turn so merciless and blow force ten, <br />then kill so many; poison those alive? <br /> <br />How could those waves, that beach of love and fun, <br />now signify tsunami, hurricane? <br />or sparkling water turn so putrid, vile; <br />man’s carelessness, bring down all nature’s bile? <br /> <br />Once proud to be Katrina – now but shame <br />To think I share for you, a killer’s name…<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/0380-sonnet-katrina-to-marc/
