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Im in the Eye of Katrina By Joe Williams III

Im in the Eye of Katrina By Joe Williams III

   

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A fury that tries to wash my sorrows away / Like Uncle Buck who died in Angola prison Or Little Man killed over a string of Mardi Gras / Beads, as the Black Indians parade the Desire projects

 

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I’m in the Eye of Katrina

By Joe Williams III

 

The water rushed into the Desire projects And my spirit dreamt freedom I’m holding on to this floating log Called freedom Looking back into the bowels of the slave ship With tiny pieces of white cotton Under my fingernails There’s daddy over there Hanging in the magnolia tree With white flowers and sweet aroma As blood flows across Katrina’s fury A fury that tries to wash my sorrows away Like Uncle Buck who died in Angola prison Or Little Man killed over a string of Mardi Gras Beads, as the Black Indians parade the Desire projects Skinny Minnie cannot sell her body to nobody Today, cause the water is up to her elbows Besides, Minnie don’t take no wet money I hear the babies crying under water Sounds like the scratching of the Hip-Hop Disc-jockeys, only more misunderstood. Ain’t suppose to build no house on sand, Or under water, Or near a broken dam, or on the backs of a broken People. I’m so lonely I could die, I want my childhood back, Sitting on the railroad track eating watermelon, Catching crawdads with chicken on a string, Night time holding my lighting bugs in a mayonnaise jar, Listening to my momma singing the blues, And my grand momma spitting out the gospel notes, I knew the water was coming, It always did, all my life. I knew the water was coming That’s why I was always crying, Always crying, Ever since I first heard about Africa, And those slave ships, I knew the water was coming, I was always crying, Sometimes on my knees, But always was crying, I been fighting that dirty, bloody water all my Entire life, That dirty, bloody, smelly, nasty, filthy, polluted water. All my bloody life, I been fighting that bloody water. Why is they trying to drown me, again

posted 21 October 2005

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11 January 2012

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