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By Frances Gonzalez-Boyd | October 1, 2010

  They say its raining in New Orleans today where I once had laid my foundation, since the storm came and shredded my home to pieces it has left nothing but memories Look out the window, the teacher says to the school children as they need to learn about this nation, Weatherman says it seems kinda cloudy as a warning becomes a tragedy somewhere.   An outpour of disillusion from the storm seemed to have shut down my happy home Out of despair my family was forced to evacuate and take the next train out. Although, it came unexpectly, as I lay my head to rest at night I thank the Lord for his mercy Weatherman says it seems kinda cloudy as a warning becomes a tragedy somewhere.   Shutting down was what the whole city did as the street became a wandering ground When music died down for the last time,  a wreck of evidence scattered everywhere And just as I was about to give up all hope,  people like “Angels” came through with a new sound Where tragedy struck suddenly,  it opened my eyes reminding me this world is my temporary home, but paradise is my promised home.