Hurricanes Don't Worry: Poems from Men in the Harris County Jail

Hurricane Harvey

Christopher Campos

When Harvey was in Houston I was at my house.
I went outside and I seen rain coming down hard.
I wondered if it was the end of the world, but it wasn’t.

Harvey was so strong
that I seen a branch
come off a tree and
hit my momma’s car.

It hit the hood and it had a dent,
I told my mom and a few days later
she went and got it fixed.

As the rain increased from the ground
I seen no cars drive around
but at last hurricane Harvey turned around.