Below is the poem entitled Haiti, All Shook Up ! ! which was written by poet
Siegel. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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The ground rolled, it shook
and broke apart this afternoon.
Now all we have is broken
buildings, with broken people.
Nowhere to go, nowhere to call
home, cause it's a pile of concrete
on top of concrete with loved ones
under it, maybe it's their tomb.
Bodies stacked along the road,
no place to put them yet; loved
ones moved on to safer grounds.
Waiting for water is such a heartache.
They see planes coming in, but
where's the damn food and water: where
is all the help they were so hoping
to get, where's the MAN with the help?
Can't they see his sister under that
piece of rubble, or his neighbor below
her they're both still alive, they
just need the MAN to dig them out?
They sit in despair with heads ups
watching the planes comeing in hoping
soon that one well get to them before
it's too late. It's up to each of us now.
Steven L. Siegel
January 16, 2010