Waiting
We cry for Haiti but our tears don’t create change
They are simply a testimony to our pain
Our history rich
Our people strong
Yet we feel condemned to constantly mourn
We cry
AYIBOBO!!!!!!!!
Because it’s too much
Where is our God
Where are our spirits
Where are our ancestors
Where is our faith
Helpless is an understatement to how we feel
Constantly questioning, “Is this real”
POVERTY
AIDS
RIOTS
HURRICANES
FLOODS
EARTHQUAKES
CHAOS
DEVASTATION
Have become synonymous with being Haitian
We have cried until we can’t cry anymore
Our souls are sore
There is so much pain a people can take before they break
We pray…
We hope…
We wait…
Umwaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyy…
Nzingah Oniwosan
© 2010
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