with a roof over my head
waking I have a
day of normal
they have no roof
they have no normal
they wait
they bleed
they die
it hurts to watch
and listen
but we must
we must know
about Haiti
hurt for Haiti
help Haiti
we must remember
that they are not they
but instead are us
we must know
we must help
we must pray
2 comments:
Robin-beautiful words, beautiful painting
Robin, thank you for forming image and word to go with my own silent grief. My folks were in the Guatemala quake of 1976 that killed 23,000. They had to crawl across the floor to get out of the house and lived in their car for a week. They say it was not nearly what has happened to Haiti.
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