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Hell Visits Haiti

                Hell Visits Haiti

Two, three hurricanes, twice removed by the elements; buildings blown down
Suffering rains, haunting floods, dying hearts; many frown
Not long after, category seven Earthquake, much tremor
Hands to Heaven, as people search for answers from the Savior

America and the world mobilizes to help a fallen land
This poor, fragile nation has been dealt a terrible blow by some unforseen hand
Poorly constructed houses, over two hundred thousand dead in the rubble
As natives try to save their love-ones; bare hands, picks and the shovel

The people of Haiti, so much loss, hunger, agony and pain
They suffer for the missing and the dead; they go almost insane
As the days drag into weeks, the smell of death is more intense
The people in shock, stare at the president's palace beside the standing fence

God, please stretch forth your hands and bless this country
Shower each person with great riches and un-ending bounty
How much can one person take or capture
As once again, mankind suffer; wait for peace and the coming rapture

Heavy aftershocks, instill more fear in an already weary and tortured mind
The people are made to suffer from a multitude of problems of a different kind
Insanitary conditions, lack of food and water; doctors try to save the wounded and the dying
Hope is fading fast beneath the devastation and the rubble, not for lack of trying

Sometimes people fall short of love, honor, brotherhood and sacrifice
Then the entire globe is made to pay a most horrible and unforgiving price
More frequent winds, floods, volcanoes, earthquakes and tidal trauma; a dramatic end
The Master calls, every nation to give up wars; it's citizens to defend

In these times, all men should pray for that Spiritual feeling
The hunger for peace and the power of love; awaits the magical healing.

William Morrissey 2/03/07

Copyright © William Morrissey

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  1. Date: 11/28/2012 1:36:00 AM
    Wiliam the world is changing faster than we can blink....David