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Haiti

January twelfth two thousand and ten
   witnessed near annihilation and destruction 
   of the Haitian nation
whereby countless/ nameless individuals 
   e’en the strongest Herculean type men
   crushed by humungous slabs of building facades 
   practically demolishing every creation
since this island settled, which indigenous tribes 
   sought safety in any geologic den
   seeking solace and salvation from wrath of nature 
   by paying obeisance via oblation
perhaps giving credence to clear water 
   in tandem with rooster and hen
   that laid a golden egg, 
   especially as encroaching savages affected violation
particularly when Europeans foisted 
   forfeiture of land with primitive implement like pen
   no matter that travesty, trickery, mockery, 
   et cetera wrought humiliation
pleading invaders to forsake such actions 
   that rent asunder culture beseeched god when
   these brutish, nasty and (shortish) simians to cease desecration
 
yet the peoples of this dominion rose 
   from the ashes like the phoenix like bird
   no mattered genetic pool 
   underwent white washing from scouring influx
from western thumping proselytizers, 
   which alien beliefs hard to swallow like curd
   and basically bribery (with lustrous trinkets) 
   and those coveted legal tender bucks
foisted/ forced the unpleasant alternative 
   (wanton slaughter) to be clearly heard
   yet within the very fiber of tropical man grove persons 
   patiently lined up their ducks
and declared as the first African American peoples 
   INDEPENDENCE to be the word
   whence adulation, elation, inspiration akin to the sound winged fowl clucks
until the advent of the major earthquake 
   composed by this aging hippy type nerd
whereat remote control san voodoo affect every bloody word!

Copyright © matthew harris | Year Posted 2016

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