kneeling (after i heard about new orleans' evacuation)

merciful maker, hear the music
songs of sorrow from
all your little made-ones
torn at the seams, happiness
undone
evacuating cities, in lieu of
a storm
evacuating morals, despair --
reborn
fighting the family in search
of a friend
sandwiched in parties, alone
in the end
merciful maker, hear our prayer
passionate plea for
your tender care
for all your little made-ones.