Hate He, Hit He, Haiti
So many mix feelings yet there is great certainty that those who lost their live and endured to the end are bound to a better place. This can mean that those who survived and are now tormented by cold night, hot days, unclean water, little food and all else may not be the fortunate few as many may think.
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Hate He, Hit He, Haiti
How, why, what did I do? Are you punishing me too? The signs seem obvious to some who look on Earthquake comes and iniquity be gone
Have this been my solemn fate Evil wiped away now the people wait
Hopeful that their pain will go away Impatiently waiting for the new day The land springs its bounty
Honey flowing in the streets abundantly Everyone misguided or are they?
How like the image I used to pray A land with no more pain where no one cries I feel the people’s joys and the love in their eyes That bright light that led me over this way Is like a portal which leads to Heaven, to a better day!
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