Grand Terre, I saw the Birds dying....

I saw the news tonight and watched the pelican coated with oil trying to lift it wings. I saw the news tonight and watched the cormorant unable to lift its head above the oil sludge. I heard the newscaster talk about one of my favorite places, Grand Terre, and realized it wouldn't ever be the same.
No more otters swimming amd playing, no more dolphins feeding off the bar of the pass. no more redfish tailing by the thousand. It didn't seem possible that we had just been there, walking the beaches and feeling such peace...
My sister emaled me that the oil had finally reached Grand Isle and that they had watched it come ashore. We had spent so much time with them sitting on their front porch and watching the dolphins playing and now they were watching the oil come ashore.
She wrote us that the stench from the oil is strong, even inside their house. The authorities had talked of evacuating the Isle but where would they go?
She wrote us about the President going by in a motorcade at fifty miles per hour. She wrote about the oysterman telling her how his beds were all coated in oil and that BP(bullshit petroleum as cousin Janet calls them) was slow paying the shrimpers.
I saw the news tonight and watched the pelican dying on the beach...........