Posted by George Major on November 05, 2001 at 07:47:32:
Hurricane
I
Hurricane is raging
Lofty seas rise to new prominence
Bayfront houses in jeapordy
Of losing their lives
The gentle peaceful atmosphere
Disrupted by the panic
Of drunken men
On company trucks
Their hearts filled with expedient
Emergency,
They reclaim themselves
Through such community affairs
As hurricanes
No one judges on hurricane days
If all days were the same
We’d have a good society
Bundled nerves and anticipation
They rush out
To discover the needy
Saving lives with their valiant efforts.
II
I am here chasing girls
Her wild sensual majesty
Milk white and lucid
Caring as no other
How can I forget her wet kisses?
The gentlest of hearts
In a woman
She rolls with Hurricane men
Lending all that she might
New home, new places, new people
With great love, beauty
And such great admiration
As Hurricane men
Have ever known
Me, I was not prepared
But in my heart I knew
Everything was gonna be alright.
III
Let all valiant hell break loose
In the wild wind
I closed my door to the dark days and nights
Good God help us in the rain
And tragedy of a violent hurricane
The land shaking mass of wind
Will soon be here
This accepted occurrence
This wrath of a violent wind
This freak of nature
So strong
Unleashed like magic
On the winds of days
“This suckers comin,
Ya better batten up tight!”