Can’t believe a simple storm dixielanded across the Leeward Islands spitting rain

Would gather strength over the Bahamas

Can’t believe oceans of cassava fields, swelling rivers of dark houses

Could syncopate death on the Florida Keys

Can’t believe once black skillet streets drowning in cottonmouth water

Did surely rise along the way to New Orleans

Can’t believe Lake Pontchartrain trumpeted over her levees, over Ninth Ward eaves

Until Hurricane Betsy whimpered and wailed before hitting the Northeast

Can’t believe Betsy birthed the Army Corp of Engineers for bigger better city plans ‘cause

this could never happen again