Ayesha Karim Poet Free verse

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 February 13, 2016 at 2:13 PM May you be at peace. Many many blessings to you and all of Haiti! Ayesha Karim February 13, 2016 at 3:04 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 August 21, 2015 at 9:54 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 August 21, 2015 at 7:38 AM No am Kenyan. Are u Haitian? Ayesha Karim August 21, 2015 at 9:46 AM I'm Afro-Guyanese actually but many people think I'm Haitian or Jamacian.

Njeri Hunjeri August 20, 2015 at 6:10 PM This is a very sad authentic poem. i can relate to it. #7 Ayesha Karim August 21, 2015 at 7:21 AM I'm glad you like this poem. Are you Haitian?