Can You Make Them Us?
It’s an ill wind that blows nobody good
So what’s the good in you Katrina?
Is it the mirror you hold up
Showing us our poor
Showing us our hate
Showing us ourselves?
What’s the good in you, Katrina?
What’s the good in us?
Strong winds can move oceans
Can move cities
Can move countries
Can they move us, Katrina?
Can you make us see ourselves
In the children
In the weak
In the poor?
Can you make them us?
‘Cause if you can
Katrina
You’ll come sweet to our lips
When the winds blow.
Andy Parrish Sept 2005