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A Haitian Child's Plea

A Haitian Child’s Plea Today I walked around all day. My feet hurt. I have no clean water to drink. I have nothing to eat. I want to take a bath like any other boy does. There is no clean water. I just want to be a kid. Over head is a helicopter hovering over me and I doubt they’ll help us. I miss my family and that’s all I can think about.

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Steven Henderson

Date: 2/13/2016 2:13:00 PM

May you be at peace. Many many blessings to you and all of Haiti!

Ayesha Karim
Date: 2/13/2016 3:04:00 PM

Thank you. People think I'm Haitian but I am not. I am half Guyanese. I don't mind thought. It's cool to be associated with Haiti because I love the French language and people.

Njeri Hunjeri

Date: 8/21/2015 9:54:00 AM

Intersting.I have never heard of afro-guyanese. Now i have some homework to do. I want to learn more about it and maybe one day write about it. I love everything African but the history can sometimes sad

Njeri Hunjeri

Date: 8/21/2015 7:38:00 AM

No am Kenyan. Are u Haitian?

Ayesha Karim
Date: 8/21/2015 9:46:00 AM

I'm Afro-Guyanese actually but many people think I'm Haitian or Jamacian.

Njeri Hunjeri

Date: 8/20/2015 6:10:00 PM

This is a very sad authentic poem. i can relate to it. #7

Ayesha Karim
Date: 8/21/2015 7:21:00 AM

I'm glad you like this poem. Are you Haitian?