Everywhere I look destruction

debris scattered everywhere

buildings collapsed, bicycles in trees, cars destroyed

people living in bays at an abandoned car wash

i could break down…..but there is no time for crying

a city that was already darkened by drugs….. prostitution……and witchcraft grew a few shades darker

so much to be done…..

the cloud has been hovering over Asheville for a long time…..some ignored it…some got use to it and some enjoyed it

there is a price for everything and we don’t get to pick what it is

some will move…..some will stay and try to put their lives back together and many will go back to what they were doing before…… they won’t take the storm as a warning…..a wake up call

but I’ll help out a little….move a few trees and scrape out the mud….

A few will get the message and go a different way

but for now there’s to much to be done

no time for cryin

Asheville