Children looking for their mothers,
who may not have survived, along with sisters and brothers.
Imagine living in the streets in fear,
the only thing to depend on is not near.
All of a sudden, out of the rubble,
there comes some relief from your trouble.
People who decide that the time is right,
can make your future, once again, bright.
Your heart along with your body, scarred,
from both earthquake and loss, the people afar have no idea how hard,
this situation is for you,
the people who remain in good shape, consist of very few.
Many come to support your nation,
then finally, you can find food, and maybe a medical station.
Nations from all around,
come to you, and you finally feel found.
Families from the world around,
hear you, and hear the sound,
of your pleas for help,
and no longer do you, from your pain, yelp.
Of course, you are still left imprinted,
with your pain, and in the future your heart will still be dented.
But the worst is coming to and end,
and everyone is helping, as a helpful and compassionate friend.
So Haiti, you’re doing fine,
and you are a friend of mine.
The world is here to assist,
and you are sure to subsist.
