In A Hurry...Came SandyA Poem by Blake BrooksAs the title suggests, this is a poem I wrote about 2 days after hurricane Sandy..there is a lot of word play and hidden meanings writhing this piece. New Jersey residents could really decipher it lol
Meditate on the sand
Wave hello to the waves For I will not waive this destruction that I have so secretly saved Reflect on the piers where memories were born Kiss the freezing rain with dry lips and marvel at the stillness of the trees, for this... is the calm... before the storm. "rain rain go away, please come back another day...rain rain go away, please come back another day," Was a tune hummed by a gentle breeze...only to be quelled by the callous choirs of the wild winds who sung, "Rain rain for days that will not go away, Wash the play grounds of their childhood far far away" you've heard horror stories regarding my cousin Katrina, and Though in not from bikini bottom, My name is Sandy and it's quite the pleasure to meet ya I am unique, And naturally it is in my nature to bring disaster Oh don't cry now when before it was all laughter If lightning and thunder aches with the quakes in the earth who is at fault? Patch in the dispatcher and state your emergency in this state of emergency, as Sand and flood waters shall obscure the asphalt... Atlantic city has become Atlantis city Asbury has been buried Belmar has been marred Freehold has been held in bondage The Dry land Highlands has become the wet land lowlands, and Low is the land in Long branch that has been branched off and broken by trees O say can you not see...? The tides of the sea that has swept seaside into the sea to become sea sea, but See!! How can you see? After I've left you in darkness and cut your power lines. Left you Grieving while you go get gas for your generators, loathing the long lines Cash in your credit cards for this dense sense of security that is just a mirage, While you cry for my crimes Weep me an ocean For my purpose at this time, is To destroy your generation. So... At what pleasant point...? will you raise the six flags of bravery? At what pleasant point...? will the fists, pumping courage into your coward hearts ever have the strength to shine? At what pleasant point? Will you Shine bright like a diamond tattooed into the sky? iGo Hard New Jersey, New Jersey...iGo so hard, so Best be sure that there is more in store for the Jersey shore, This chaos is cakewalk I have no limits did you not bear witness to How easy I erased 10 years in 10 minutes? A moment of anger for me... A lifetime of anguish for you... Woes Over Woes Worries Over Worries For you to whom this all belongs. Work Out the Weight of this World For did you not say you were Jersey strong? So go, Gather your strength in the corner fields of what has been reaped from the garden state, And In the weeks to come, remember the days I came, to divide your towns, to multiply your sorrows, to add travails, and to subtract pieces of peace from your peace of mind. In The aftermath of my destruction Lament your life then Contemplate your life now And give thanks On thanksgiving. © 2013 Blake BrooksAuthor's Note
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