Get On Your Knees

This disaster is massive.
One unlike anyone has seen.
Mother Nature has grown weary
Of the ignorance shown to Her.
So she comes and she's mean!

She cares less about the name,
You give her winds.
Or spinning temperments.
She has tired of your spoiled ways.
And a lamenting you can not prevent.
She comes!
Ready.
And tired of whims displayed!

Whatever Katrina did not let you know.
Gustav strengthens to unleash...
Unforgiving blows!
Get on your knees...
'Mama' has not been pleased with you at all!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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