Sorry Irma, we can’t be angry with you

because it’s our fault to start with.

But please, we pray, stop your violent winds and rain.

Let the sun shine. And the calypso beats commence.

We realise that you are revealing the truth

and expanding our consciousness.

It’s true that our values are crumbling

So, you have decided to expose our corrupt principles.

Sorry for reclaiming what’s yours.

Sorry for building on your land.

Sorry for destroying your habitat.

We see the power of the point your making.

We promise that we’ll get rid of our old ways.

Whilst we’re frightened right now we see a rebirth taking place.

In all your ferocity, you are healing us.

“Why us” our voices cry out.

“Why not us” is the harsh but fitting response.

Now we see that in you there is divine expression.