Where Were You?

Where were you when the sky cracked open
Waiting for shelter and barely coping
Thinking you could ride the storm out
Hoping you would be all right
Where were you when they gave a warning
Hundred-fifty mile winds by morning
Category four making landfall in the wild gray light
Where were you
Where were you

Where were you in the social order
Lower nine or a hotel in the Quarter
Which side of the Quarter between rich and poor...
Where were you gonna evacuate to
Assuming there was any way to
Where if you didn't own a car...
Where were you
Where were you

Where were you when you understood
However decent, however good
However hard some people try
They only barely make it by
They're born to live their entire lives
In harm's way

Where were you when you heard the stranded
The injured and the empty-handed
Running out of food and water at the Superdome
The newborn and the elderly
Exposed to even more misery
While those in charge of rescue
Waited for the Guard to come
And those who left the Convention Center
Were stopped on the bridge when they tried to enter
The safety of the Westbank and higher ground...

And when the Guard finally did arrive
And got to work on about day five
Mainly they were used to keep the looting down...
Where were you
Where were you

Where were you when you realized
However strong, however wise
However true our leaders appear to be
They talk about prosperity
However hard this country strives
When property is valued more than lives
How strong will we ever really be
How long do we imagine we'll be free

We hold the truth self evident
The photograph of the President
From Air Force One he viewed the devastation
Shaved face and rested eyes
Looking down he circles twice
On the way home from his vacation
Where were you
When you got the picture
Where were you
Where were you when the streets filled up with black water
Where were you when defeat and destruction reigned in the Crescent
Where were you when it blew from every direction
Where were you when the promise was made
To retrurn and rebuild
To restore to its people
The city that gave us the first American music
The true inspiration and the freedom to use it
Where will we find it again if we lose it
And where will we be
If we ever cease to love
If we ever cease to love