The nonstop negative news or publicities on Haiti
Hurt tremendously and disturbingly
The relentless or constant bashings of all Haitians
Twinge and twist my heart like cancer patients
On their death beds, who are resigned, hopeless
Penniless, helpless, and spiritless.
Haiti needs a mega break from all the powerful parasites
That are still exploiting our precious resources at countless sites
While concomitantly exploring and impoverishing our peasants
Our innocent siblings who perilously work for crumbs and cents.
It is time that all truths are spoken or be told
It is time that we unearth, unfurl or unfold
All vile plots so the world can witness the premeditated lies.
Papa Noël is a well designed invention in disguise
At Christmas time, the hurts are excruciating
And the misery is objectionable and nauseating.
Copyright © December, 2021, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
No department of Education
No anti-corruption
No health care
No unemployment benefits
No social security benefits
When you’re old enough to retire
No help for people in needs, no welfare
No grants or loans for college students
No housing vouchers for elderly parents
No rules and regulations for the Stock Markets
No lawsuits against criminal cops
Due to immunity, they can kill anybody in the streets
And there’s more, more will fall in the craps
Many people will die sooner, before their time
Believe me that will be a sad crime
If you want an unfriendly and dishonest America
Vote for the fascist and friends of the SAGA
Otherwise, vote for the intelligent Woman
Who will never insult and disrespect Asians
Native Americans, Black Americans
Caucasians, Haitians, Jamaicans
Puerto Ricans, Europeans
Human beings, Africans
Latinos and poor White Americans.
Copyright © November 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of numerous collections of poetry.
They consume the hot dogs
Too
Like you
But they don’t eat the dogs
Never, never
They do not eat the cats
They do not eat the pets
Never, never.
Immigrants eat the wild hogs
That’s hot Griot
They don’t eat the rabbits
But they eat the spicy Tassot
And of course, they eat hot dogs.
Haitians eat and drink Soup Joumou
Which contains vegetables and of course carrots
Haitian food
Is very, very good
Immigrants consume good meats
Like you.
Stop being racist
Stop being supremacist
Your ancestors used to eat the dogs
Not immigrants, Not West Indians
Not Haitians
Immigrants eat fried wild hogs
Like zillion of Americans
Who love apple pies
Stop the lies, stop all lies.
Copyright © October 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of numerous collections of poetry.
They are eating the dogs
They are eating the cats
They are eating the pets
They are eating the wild hogs.
In the early 20th “c”, Germans used to eat blockade mutton
That’s absolute truth. It’s a shame that this felon
Is desperate and going wild. The dude is a pathological liar
Who will do anything. He’s a tremendous cheater.
Immigrants do not eat the pets
Especially Haitians who love chickens
Tassot or griot meats, black rice and beans.
Haitians love Soup Joumou with lots of carrots
Haitians enjoy one of the best cuisines on the planet
Liar, liar, nobody is perfect. That’s correct.
Copyright © October 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of numerous collections of poetry.
He said it, it's true, this man never lies
They've been cooking our pets right before our eyes
A German shepherd pie?
A Persian cat on rye?
You heathen Haitians, there's really no surprise!
Moscow massacre...
Haitians, Houthis and Hamas...
Violence all round...
The world we've inherited
is hell in a handbasket.
The way my mind works
may or may not be like yours
Yet I think there's something universal
here, in the proverbial pot to be stirred
My brain extrapolates from the smallest things
to reach grandiose conclusions
Unjustified or not, to me they're no delusions...
Now look at that dumb Haitian cross the street
against the red light while he texts and tweets
All Haitians are like that, I'm sure you'll agree
the stupid jerks! -- Go back to Haiti, please
But you see that pretty Filipino right over there
helping an old lady cross the street with the utmost care
She's a credit to her family, to her people, to her nation
I'd just love to tour the Philippines on my next vacation...
Yes, the way my mind works may or may not be like yours
~ Perhaps holding my tongue would provide me a cure
You say that I only can see the bad parts. You can tell by the rhyme that I wrote. If food you call good, was all that it should, why'd it have to be shoved down my throat?
Suppose I should tote
a dead scroll or an apochraphyctic lamb skin. Apocalyptic man skins, get walked on like crudely made danskins, and ever presence ever yields to ancient peasantry in fields. Will we ever get a shield from that son?
Will standing laws, or laws of nature, sanitize a mind set to statutory rape her, when she comes to my Mom's house in shorts?
Sanctified codifications, waxed melodic like the Haitians, remove the curses I hurl watching sports.
But what of the blade, be it metal or not, that slices skin, and pierces the chest?
Slice an apple open, and shove a hard candy in it. The harvest is over, and new winter soldiers shall propagate indirect witness.
One island;
one people, two nations
Dominican Republic
Haiti
An island split in two
by European colonialism,
a most vile economic mechanism
One part of the island
was controlled by France
The other part of the island
was controlled by Spain
The saddest part of this deal,
is that those two separate people are the same
Split in two
by a nationalistic name
Some be Haitians,
some be Dominican Republicans
One island;
one people split in two
Posterity's children will ask:
which one are you?
Copyright © 2015
11.13.2016
1:22pm
Royal blood from afar,
far from Africa,
Africa a torn and raped
land by European hands
First land of freedom to rise,
but segregated by a mountainside
and corrupt politicians on both
sides by greed and neglect, when all
anyone needed was love and respect
Respect yourselves, and expect to rise
great Nation, surpass their creation
with the help of other Nations
Bond and build, build, build your
land, a land for your people to
stand, stand and deny others to
rape and kill, kill only that
which for your stomachs to fill,
train Haitians with skill
A Haitian Police to instill and
maintain peace Haitians see,
see with Haitian eyes, not
another European disguise,
once demised, but not despised
by HIM on High, hold your head
high, HE will not deny
Haitians, prepare your Nation for
this great blessing, and declare
your royal blood from afar, once
was and still can be, a global Star
by: LPruitt 12:59pm
Edited: 12.15.2015/9:15pm
Precious Haiti
Haiti sounds like hate I
Rhymes with Baby doc
And Papa doc
Feels like
Made in USA
But Unlike the Mariel Boatlift
The people are excluded from
Entering
Black
Dark
White teeth
African
Looking
French and Creole speaking
People
Haitians
Unwanted
Haiti
Shook the world
Fought and won
A great war
Against the French
But this black
Revolution
This first black republic
Like a white’s man rabbit’s foot
Like a white’s voodoo
Back fired
On Haiti
Because they
Paid
Reversed Reparation
For 100 years
250 years ago
An earthquake
Rocked Haiti
The world yawned
100 years ago
An earthquake
Rocked Haiti
The world
Announced the seismic
Reading
Minutes ago
Haiti sat on a wall
Haiti had a great fall
And like Humpty Dumpty
All the King’s horses and All the King’s men
Couldn’t put aside their hate and indifference
To put Haiti back together again…..
For John Heck's Beatlemania competition. To the tune of "For No One" from the Revolver
album.
The day fades, the earth shakes
The Haitians find their homes no longer stand as families fear their future
They struggle through rubble
To find survivors, loved ones who've succumbed quietly to nature's violence
And in their eyes we see despair
No spark of hope behind the tears shed for victims
So many lives lost in tremors
They want help, they need ours
And so we dig through empty pockets struggling to find scant resources
And in our eyes they see empathy
In tears we promise to do what little we can offer
To ease a pain that knows no end
We stay home, we watch them
The TV shows such agony that all are moved to send their prayers and sympathy
A day breaks, our hearts ache
Such turmoil spills upon the screen and we reach out to help our Haitian brothers
And in God's eyes they are children
As are we all now joined in hearts and in sadness
Rebuild this nation with His help
(Never really done one of these before, but the news report this morning inspired me to do a
senryu)
standing midst the rubble
homeless Haitians
sing their prayers