R.I.P Irma Dead

R.I.P Irma Dead

Author Fabian Badejo Author Fabian Badejo

SINT MAARTEN (GREAT BAY) – The following poem was written by author Fabian Badejo to commemorate the first anniversary of Hurricane Irma.

Today is a day I'd like to forget

But all the forgotten 

Are wailing from the belly

Of the sea

From the eerie silence

Of the earth above them

They all shout out 

Like the swearing winds

Of Irma: Remember us

At least today. 

How many of you fell

Into the tsunami waves

Of that monster from hell?

How many found in the coffins

Of their vessels 

When Simpson Bay became a cemetery for seafarers?

Can anyone tell me

How many were butchered 

By the sharp teeth of zinc

While seeking to save

Their grandmothers?

Or dragged mercilessly away

As they clutched the hands 

Of their loved ones?

Today is a day I want to forget

But the moribund voices

Of the forgotten 

Are telling me to remember 

For we who survived 

Have turned cowardly beggars

Waiting for the crumbs of bread

Massa believes is too much

For us to handle by ourselves. 

Those Irma in her fury

Took away to reunite

With the ancestors 

Deep deep down 

Beneath the raging sea

Want to know

If the loss of a roof,

The loss of a house

The loss of a job, 

Is greater 

Than the loss of their lives. 

Today is a day I'd like to forget

But I'm reminded 

That those who forget

To remember their dead

Really have little 

To live for.

St. Martin, September 6, 2018.

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