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Reaper Screaming in The Gulf

Reaper Screaming in The Gulf

Mark Bosarge

A gentle Zephyr upon the water
Making little caps of white
A sudden rumble from the rig
Then a fireball in the night

People on the bayou slept so sweet
A new season drawing nigh
Little could they even dream
That the stakes would be so high

The reaper was screaming in the Gulf
Calling everybody’s name
Hardship was making its killing list
For things would never be the same

The oil was flowing freely
Futures dying each helpless day
Eyes and ears glued to the tube
To what heartbreak had to say

Everyone was pointing fingers
Blaming the other for the lorn
Fishing families’ eyes had tears
It was their lives being torn

Their government was making promises
Politicians and what they say
But the brown was killing their heritage
Inching closer by the day

They prayed into the heavens
For God to hear their prayer
Then suddenly the well was capped
Now no one seems to care

The cleanup crews are drawing down
And things that have no rhyme
Decisions now that make no sense
Just a lull for death in time

When Jesus started picking his crew
It was fisherman that he chose
And after two thousand years
Fisherman still here, don't ya’ know

No matter decisions made by man
Whether for money or the vote
It will be our Lord and Savior
Who plays the final note.

Mark Bosage is a direct descendant of the founders of Bayou La Batre, Alabama. His ancestors harvested oysters like the Indians; his family has had a continuous presence in the seafood industry to this day. This includes a shrimp cannery, crab shops, an oyster shucking and steaming operation and ownership of at least 20 large shrimp boats, both steel & wood, between them. In years past the relatives who left to work in other areas would always come back and catch food to survive like the Indians. Mark says that is gone and it is like God has shut a door on his time honored gift; they all pray God will reopen this door. Mark lives in Mobile, Alabama.

The Spill

In 2010, when the Deep Water Horizon Oil Spill exploded and threatened the way of life that Gulf Coast residents know and love, West Florida Literary Federation offered an outlet for expression. During the six months when the uncapped well gushed, and for one year following the successful capping of the well, writers, poets and photographers from across the country sent us their words, thoughts and feelings, thereby providing a literary record of the Deep Water Horizon environmental disaster. Here are the best of the submissions.

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