Tuesday, January 12 2010

Be happy for you have not witnessed it The time where Haiti shook and fell On this paper I transmit This event worthy to tell It started like any other day Everything was calm and nice Maybe it was nature’s way to repay Us for our vice In a split second it begun Everything was going up and down No matter what, you couldn’t outrun This destructive force shaking the town After a while it ended The place was filled with dead silence I was with my siblings that I defended Saving them from this death sentence I saw a man running with blood All over his face, and lost his arm The rest of his body covered with mud With an organ sticking out of his underarm During this catastrophe I lost a lot of friends, and family members I would like to destroy that part of my history But everywhere I go that feeling ember’s I was unlucky to see the remains Of what was left in this desert I had to close my eyes for it pains Me to see my people trapped under the dirt Just the thought of writing about it Makes a bed of tears in my eyes On that day I was whit My friend as he lays and dies For what happened to Haiti Pray it doesn’t happen to you This pain will cause you to worry When they say you’re safe is it true?