Not one thing amusing about Hurricane Sandy, but still . . .
A furious storm surnamed Sandy
Whipped water and winds to a frenzy.
It struck here and there,
Laid cities all bare—
This happens when weather grows randy.
Electricity, young, rules the day
Its presence become a cliché.
It powers the phones,
Computers and drones—
Without it we’re uncooked fillets.
Consequence, often, is vaster
Than cities of staunch alabaster.
When wind, rain, and tide,
Together allied,
First crush, then create our disaster.
This country—rich in technology—
Developed dependent psychology.
But then came the storm,
Left the country deformed,
Returned us to paleontology.
(11/5/12)