When the Guadalupe Rises

poem about the recent Texas floods

I imagine this poem could easily be taken to music by covering Texas Flood by Willie Nelson.

Seriously though, I decided to write the poem after seeing this post by Lana from RedIceTV¹. In the video, a black politician in Houston says that the little White girls who were lost in the floods shouldn’t be saved because their parents are racist colonizers who deport blacks and browns. Such dark times anger me, but I am becoming calm like the eye of a storm.

I will let my craft speak to such times.

Well, they say it's flooding down in Texas,
And over ninety souls are gone and lost,
Well, they say it's flooding down in Texas,
In the Hill Country, they suffer the cost,
And the enemy drops all guises,
When the Guadalupe rises.

Well, I said there's flooding down in Texas,
And over twenty little girls got washed,
Washed away by flooding down in Texas,
Little girls lost when the river flashed,
I wonder what the politician advises,
When the Guadalupe rises.

Oh, I said there's flooding down in Texas,
And negro politicians are busy gloating,
While the flooding steals souls from Texas,
Somewhere, dead bodies are a-floating,
And there won't be any mises,
After the Guadalupe rises.

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May the children be found. Hail the rescue teams! o///

1. https://x.com/LanaLokteff/status/1942141430727872893