Judge not who I am
More than has been told
From books and history
Real blood flows from
My people’s agony….I Haiti
In bondage I was ignored
Evil called unto thee
Look beyond the hate and past
My people lost….I Haiti
Screams of Loss
Bodies dead
Children bawling for empty
Bellies to be fed
Mothers’ wail from what they see
My people cry….I Haiti
Lessons from this you
Take heed from me
From God we must not stray
As time would heal as
My people kneel and pray…I Haiti
More than has been told
From books and history
Real blood flows from
My people’s agony….I Haiti
In bondage I was ignored
Evil called unto thee
Look beyond the hate and past
My people lost….I Haiti
Screams of Loss
Bodies dead
Children bawling for empty
Bellies to be fed
Mothers’ wail from what they see
My people cry….I Haiti
Lessons from this you
Take heed from me
From God we must not stray
As time would heal as
My people kneel and pray…I Haiti
Copyright 2010 Marissa A. Rojas Correia
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