said "poem"

On Haiti

Heart-breaking, sad tears roll
Down my winter-dry cheeks
Leaving a trail

Trying to conceive
Of mass destruction
People crying in the streets

But my mind stops short
My heart runs from pain
Unable to bear the thought

Of a mother separated
From her son
While birthing another

Of people dying
From shock
Aftershock

Of women giving birth
On camera
While the world watches

In awe
In silence
In despair

Where, oh where is our God?
What, oh what will you do?
When, oh when will you come?

Please come.

Do you see the people?
IN THE STREETS
Wretched with despair

Our faith says “God cares”
Our church says “We care”
Our friends say “We’ll go”

And yet, here we sit
At the end of the day
Warm, well-fed and safe

TV turned off
Newspaper aside
In safety

Praying.