Lest We Forget
As earth roars beneath our feet there’s no place to hide.
Buildings fly and people cry with death on every side.
Dust and rubble now smother everything we see,
Though once again we refuse to be slaves of tragedy.
Nature stole our buildings; it can never take our pride.
Sights, sounds and smells choke senses on every side.
Too long a people subject to every unjust indiscretion;
Help us raise our heads…each a proud, renewed Haitian.
Rich neighbors thrive only a few miles away,
But for us time seems to have held centuries at bay.
Even before this rumbling tore our country apart,
Scourges of thirst and hunger left many a heavy heart.
To lift our spirits as we have done often before,
Mid this maudlin mirage where we’ll never really be poor,
We sing and we chant knowing God will help us carry on.
We thank him for what’s given, not what lament what is gone.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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