Nameless souls
packed like sardines
in an unfamiliar room.
Separated from their family
from their loves,
their lives.
The city destroyed
underneath mucky
water that washed away
it's beauty like a tsunami
drowning an American paradise.
Hopes to start over
continue in their hearts
and souls.
One day the city will
live again.
The sound of jazz
Will blare loudly
like a foghorn
for millions to hear.
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