How many tears
Can a people cry
When their worlds are shattered
And they didn’t know why
Or even saw it coming
The flood gates were opened
As a hurricane blew
The forests were decimated
As the mud broke loose
The rivers overflowed
Cities were drowned
Houses floated down the river
Lives were lost
As they clung to roof tops
And tree tops
They cried out for salvation
The Angels cried as they watched the scene
They thought this couldn’t happen
They thought their government cared
They thought they were secure in their mountains
They were wrong..
In the aftermath of Helene
They waited for the rescuers to come…
The nation watched
The nation waited
When …. no one but one man stepped up
To Trump, the silence with his own money
His own beliefs… and cared
The Politicians in DC were silent
The people rose up …. in voice and deed
To save who could be saved
As their brothers bled
They fought to find the means, the people
Challenged by their leaders to let them die
They rose in one voice to shout “Never”
As the days dragged on … the bodies mounted
Though hidden by the media
Those faceless victims cried out for Vengeance…
Retribution…
As the snow began to fall …
The death toll rose…
Those rescued asked, “Why?”
They were left to die by their leaders?
Why, their lives as Americans didn’t matter?
As for the dead…
They remained the silent witness
To the leaders betrayal
And the damage it had caused.

An Original Poem By H.R Beebe