Rise, Haiti, rise.

You shookat seven point two you shookyou trembled and rocked and torecollapsing, damaging, roaring and killingYou shook with untamed powerrumbling from deep belowwith unbridled violence Devastated streetstorn apart homesstreets filled with screaming and clouds of dustand sounds of moving debriswhilst mothers, fathers, children and cousinscall out in search for their loved onesblinded by dustwith bloodied … Rise, Haiti, rise. weiterlesen