Oh! Okie, , Okie Poem by Josey Alfred

Okie, Okie you sound so strange!
A wicked thief you steal with rage
Stealthily you move like a live ghost
You are agile like quicksilver.

You destroy like volcanic blast,
You consume all on your path
How have you learned ways to evade?
You made a fool of satellites air born.

Some sit in front of radar screens!
Half asleep half drenched in drinks
They sow you not passing like blitz
Wonder why you dated like blitz

Computer data is for saving paper and trees!
Who care to scan them even for fun!
Duty over, they hurry for home,
Who worry or care for hurricane?

Fisher folks they make hurry for bread
They fight each day floating for food
They heed weather, warning for life
But warning systems, keep mournful silence.

So you can lash and wash them out,
Few from shore, more from boats,
Hundreds lost life, nets and boats
Thousands lost hope and livelihood.

Some bodies rotting, brought in sacks,
Few washed ashore, without address
Some wait in mortuaries, for claimants
But for their savage silence.