A Song For Haiti

Angels fall and thrive,
insects crawl and die.
Human or not.
This disaster is hard to survive.
Light a candle and give all you can.
This is the work of Earth not the fall of man.

Hold your hands out, to Port-Au-Princes.
To my Haitian Gods and all of their princesses.
I offer my prays and money to you.
Like the three kings, folowing the star.
We all trying hard, but somehow Haiti seems far.
Heavenly God help us see through the pain and hurt.
Help us clean the rubble and dirt.
Help us prevent these kind souls departure.
These are innocent people, not no hunger marcher.
Pardon, excuse me, God I say it now that I'm speakin' from the heart.
You can end this because your power made it all start.
An it not all about those that survive, it about that those gone.
And for those who left, accept them into your garden.

Port-Au-Princes.
(I'm hear for you)
Port-Au-Princes.
(We reachin' out)
Port-Au-Princes.
(Fellow men and women)
Port-Au-Princes.
(Show them what we're about)
Port-Au-Princes.
(Reach out your hand)
Port-Au-Princes.
(Do what you can)

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Comments

pinda | February 17, 2010 - 19:38

Hope everyones doing good, sorry can't stay on long. I'm going to read through the work on here as it's always a privallage.

SundaysChild | February 17, 2010 - 19:50

good work, pinda.

Beeme | February 17, 2010 - 19:51

Very emotive Pinda,
"An it not all about those that survive, it about that those gone."
"Pardon, excuse me, God I say it now that I'm speakin' from the heart."

Good to see you on here again, even if it a fleeting visit ;-)

Cavalcaderl | February 17, 2010 - 20:23

new Pinda
This is absolutely true!
I couldn't have put it better,
God is the only one,and prayer
make this happen.
"To give and not to count the cost.
And not to ask for any thing in return".
Forgotten it,so many much worse of than us
Nice to hear from you.
julie.